Sit, listen to the wind, birds and trees. Allow the beauty and chaos that is nature to enter and propel you through this time we call life.
Breath in the smells of an open fire place and a camp fire. Know the difference they have on you and your surroundings.
Give with an open heart and mind. Know that there are richer and poorer. But never measure those two thoughts by the amount of money one has. For richness is how you live and give of yourself, not what you have.
Sunday, March 17, 2013
This is what I say about St Patrick
of us who know anything about Saint Patrick know his marker in the
history books is that he drove the snakes from Ireland. What many do not
realize is that the snake was a Pagan symbol, the snakes referred to
here by the Saint Patrick legend are not literal, and they refer to
Pagans. Saint Patrick drove the Pagans (the Celts) out of Ireland.
Most of this activity was done is his name, and probably wasn’t actually
him, after all the country isn’t small. Originally a religious holiday
so to speak, now Saint Patty’s is pretty much a lot of drinking and
much cavorting and fondly remembering our Irish heritage for those of us
who have ancestors from, or actually live there. It is worth noting,
if only for a moment, the original meaning of all this is the
propagation and spread of Christianity throughout Ireland by the
subjugation and conversion of the Celtic culture that existed there.