Monday, March 17, 2008

Happy St. Paddy's Day

I've known since birth really that I was of Irish/Scottish decent. Considering that every family member (and I do mean everyone) last names for generations have begun with "Mc". Which makes this holiday a special one for me. I am proud of my heritage and always have been. Why, I don't really know. I do however feel the need to constantly tell people this fact about myself. I also have longed and dreamed for years of someday visiting Ireland and Scotland.

I love to hear the accent from the land. I remember once when I worked in a nursing home that there was a lady from Ireland there. I could sit at her bedside for hours listening to her tell stories. It didn't matter if the stories were interesting or not, just to listen to her voice filled me with longing. It was lyrical, sweet, soft and beautiful. It stirred something in me.

I also think my ancestry is the reason I am drawn to Celtic music. I could listen to the group Celtic Women from dusk till dawn and never tire of their voices either. In fact my trucker has been trying desperately to purchase tickets for my birthday to one of their concerts. No luck unfortunately however as they have rescheduled their tour and not coming close enough to us after all. Maybe next year I sigh............................

I also am enthralled with books on witchcraft, pagan rituals and customs, and anything to do with knights, swords and sorcerer's. It totally fascinates me to read these things. One of the reasons I fell in love with reading books by Nora Roberts. I have to confess as well at one time I dabbled in the white crafts. No more though as my trucker found this somewhat unappealing. Maybe he thought I would turn him into a toad. haha.

I will leave you now with one of my favorite songs/video's as well as some Irish prayers.

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.

Always remember to forget
The things that made you sad.
But never forget to remember
The things that made you glad.

Always remember to forget
The friends that proved untrue.
But never forget to remember
Those that have stuck by you.

Always remember to forget
The troubles that passed away.
But never forget to remember
The blessings that come each day.

St. Patrick's Day is an enchanted time -- a day to begin transforming winter's dreams into summer's magic.


whimsigal said...

I love Irish music, too. They seem to have a very unique lyrical quality to their voices that is unlike anything else in the world. Really beautiful!

My 5 year old asked for the Celtic Woman Christmas CD this year. Guess it's in the blood.

Love the Irish prayers you put up, too!


Meg said...

Great post! Beautiful pictures! Remind me never to piss you off, lol!

I am off to go listen to these Celtic Women you speak of....have I told you how happy I am that we found each other...I totally enjoy your blog!

Jill S. said...

Loved your post and pics