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Morriscastle beach, Wexford, Ireland
“I could hold your hand forever But there'll come a moment when One of us will be a mem'ry For today won't come again... Ev'ry day's a gift from heaven Welcome as a long lost friend Oh my love I love you dearly And today won't come again....”
Mabon vibes
“And if the night is burning I will cover my eyes For if the dark returns Then my brothers will die And as the sky is falling down It crashed into this lonely town And with that shadow upon the ground I hear my people screaming out... Now I see fire Inside the mountains I see fire Burning the trees I see fire Hollowing souls I see fire Blood in the breeze....”
Gáire maith agus codladh fada, an dá leigheas is fearr i leabhar an dochtúra.
A good laugh and a long sleep, the two best cures in the doctor’s book.
Irish proverb.
(via von-hier-an-blind)
The golden wind of autumn / has scattered me everywhere.
Velimir Khlebnikov, from Collected Works of Velimir Khlebnikov, Volume III:Selected Poems (via soracities)
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Send me ⚠ for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly shoving them out of harm’s way
The young Witch’s eyes lifted as she felt herself being shoved aside. Muttering under her breath in her people’s ancient tongue, she raised her eyes.
Another woman stood before her. Well, at least a woman by gender. But this being was not human. Nor was she a Witch. It was a rare situation when Dairearca didn’t know what she was facing.
“Look out!” She called suddenly, trying to quickly put up a barrier.
Tenalach, a word used in the hills and mountains in the west of Ireland, allows one to literally hear the earth sing. (submitted by tenalach)
Untitled on We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/229724198
The Butterfly
Irish traditional tune.
The Poulnabrone Dolmen. The Portal Tomb from ancient celts
Have you ever wondered how the Celts must have lived 3000-2000 years ago? Have you ever sat in a forest, feeling the carpet of moss beneath your fingers, and wondered if they had ever walked the same path at night and danced around a campfire with their tribesmen, the fire lighting up their joyful faces? How strange it is to realize that the starry nightsky we gaze up at is the same all ancient civilizations have spent their lives wistfully watching. They too lived, laughed and loved like us, suffered heartbreak, spent weeks or years wandering the vast stretch of the Earth trying to find somewhere to belong.
A song composed by the famous Irish composer and harper Turlough O'Carolan (1670-1738). This is one of my favourite Irish tunes!