What Then Is Love?

Hello there,

Today, being marked by the most depressing drizzle in Ireland so far this year, is, also, and way more excitingly, the launch of my new state-of-the-spirit weblog!

Ye are all welcome, one and all!

Ideally, any brush with spirituality should be permission enough to come off the main thoroughfare, and for the sake of and in the name of sanity, I’m going to underline that motivation and see what happens.

Again, if you’re reading this now, you’re very welcome.

Maybe because it’s winter, maybe because of the high and screeching winds we’ve heard for at least two weeks in Ireland, maybe because of tilting angle of the cosmos, but something in my spirit has stirred and is sensing life and seeing a landscape which now lies way beyond the binding capitalism of contemporary Ireland. (In Ireland at the moment we’re being corralled into a corporate collectivity to a point of suffocation, and going is our childish instinct for simplicity and randomness to make way for this maturing economy)

For me nevertheless, there is still an underlying and instinct for something I am only beginning to sense. There is the sounds of the eternal world: the wind, the wave, the hollow droppings in a forest, the silence of the sky, etc.,

For scores of people in time this attuning has always been a drive, a training which has kept their eyes strained on the horizon, their ears opened to the winds, their senses referring to the stars.

They’re referred to generally as mystics.

Not hippies running from the brutal regimes of capitalism, but visionaries whose spirit has, if for short times only found a way home.

I’d like to invite you to come further with me, and in the next few blogs read some of their testimonies. Through the writings of shamans, poets, saints, martyrs, healers, artists, legislators, hobos etc., I’d like to pull up the horizon a little closer and glimpse with you over the edge of the world. I’d like to offer you then, instincts and visions of freedom through various mystical writings.

So, if you like, lets hang out with the big boys and girls, and let’s chew on some their classic texts like strong tobacco.

Howsaboutit?

I’d like to absorb some of the great accounts, which contemporary culture revers but remains suspicious. I’d like to explore, what with all their courage, strength and vision, history’s seers offered.

If you’re still reading this now, thank you for your time. And of course, you’re still most welcome to join me soon, when we’ll kickoff by throwing the ropes back onto the pier and set out for the curving horizon.

Yippee!!xx