As we have been here for a few days I have only begun to see the beauty possessed by the Emerald Isle. This place exceeds my expectations by way of the land's beauty. I cannot express how and what I have been feeling.
The language classes have truly challenged me. With my fellow classmates, and ever helpful wife, I am slowly gaining a foothold in this ancient tongue. I am eager to continue stepping over my tongue and learn more.
Yesterday we took a walk along the first portion of Saint Columba's journey in the Gleann. It was quite interesting to see the path he took and the Turas erected for it. One can only contemplate what he must have thought or heard as he made his journey.
As we made our way back I contemplated what he must have felt, and a deep silence entered into my mind and soul. What was the world like so many hundreds of years ago without all the modern conveniences that we have today. What is it they would have done to pass the time, other than deep meditation and contemplations.
Jill and I plan on doing the walk some day or night alone and to experience what it is that others may have gone through. The sense of spirituality is deep in this land, so deep like the veins of quartz, and flows like the waves that hit the nearby beach.
We met a poet by the name of Don Byrne who shared with us his poetry of his life experiences. It invoked a poem of my farewell to my father while sitting on the Liffey in Dublin. I plan on making a video of that place with a dubbing of that very poem. I'll post it when I get the chance and share it on Facebook.
I look forward to many more days here and the experiences I have here.
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