Roots: Insights from the Tree Alphabet of Old Ireland: Alder
May I standAs an island on the marshAs a hill on the plainAs a tree on the fairy hillAs a star in the moon’s waningAs a still sword in the handAs a child beloved…
May I standAs an island on the marshAs a hill on the plainAs a tree on the fairy hillAs a star in the moon’s waningAs a still sword in the handAs a child beloved…
I have just read through the Gospel of Mark for my Lenten preparation, and the starkness of it is really quite haunting, and sometimes jarring. I feel like it’s the gospel where Jesus comes across…
“Is anyone there to help me?” he called out. Although his tongue was parched, his voice was loud and clear; in the still, deathly air, there could have been no doubt about it. In response,…
Ith, blicht, síth, sáma sona,lína lána, lerthola,fir ríglaich, co combáid cinddirmaig forráin Corn, milk, peace, happy ease,full nets, ocean’s plenty,Men of worth, amity among chieftains-The Dindshenchas of Carmun, 11th century Botanical name: Sorbus Family:…
Venus is a drama play written by African American writer Suzan Lori-Parks in 1996. It is based on the true story of Sarah Baartman’s life. Sarah was an African native, belonging to Khoi people, who…
Robert “Red” Randall sat down at a table close to the front of the cafe and took a quick sip of his cappuccino. It was still rather hot, so he let it sit a bit…
Well, Luke and Leyla spent a few weeks with her grandmother before the three of them went to Sand Valley, Luke’s hometown. Quite the journey from the northwest corner of Elysia to about the middle…
Among my all-time favourite sections of the Quran is chapter 64, Surah At-Taghabun – its title meaning ‘loss/deprivation’ in English. I resort to reading that beautiful chapter whenever distress engulfs me and when I notice…
“But father, I’m the eldest, why wouldn’t I be next in line?” Ursula said in confusion, a lost look in her expression. “You may be my eldest child, but you are not fit to rule…
Air gach por a bha ’n an suain,Bho na thainig fuachd gun bhaighFriamhaichidh gach por ’s an uir Every seed that lay in sleepSince the coming of cold without mercyEvery seed will take root…
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