Scáthach and CùChulainn

Needing a break from the stresses of our modern life that have kept me away from posting for awhile ,  I recently came across a heroic tale mentioned by Alexander Irvine, a photographer from the Hebrides, on Facebook. It was one more remarkable story* from another island close to my Scots and Irish heart- the…

Summer, Space, and the Lost Airmen

dedicated to the memory of RCAF Pilot and instructor Vic R  (27) and the crew of the Beechcraft C-45 that went down on Whidby Island.   I found this lovely piece called Across the Universe ( the Beatles )

Beltane and the Poet

Beltane or May Day is an ancient tradition, the end of winter  and the day Persephone emerges from Hades’ or Pluto’s dark underworld  to bring colour and joy back to the earth. Through the centuries people lit huge bonfires on the evening of April 30th and danced, and sang, and told stories.  The festivities continue…

Dear Friends

What strange times we are living these days.  I’ve been very preoccupied lately –  but this too shall pass! I hope and pray you are all doing well and this post  finds you healthy and not too stressed financially, spiritually and emotionally.  I’ve also heard from friends and relatives overseas and I know Italy has…

Scandinavian Scotland…..

Viking Roots and Ireland too   During this inclement west coast weather, I have had time to rifle through the time traveler’s rucksack so I hope you will enjoy Scotland revisited! Ossian – the lament of Rory Dal’s sister Many people do not know that the Hebrides, along with The Orkneys in Scotland belonged to…

Still…..

-here!! -waters run deep? -complaining! crazy after all these years! -or else a state of inertia  😦 I’ll spare you the boring details of that light at the end of the tunnel being an oncoming train. However, I don’t need therapy I just need to go to Ireland, and Scotland will do nicely as well….

The Stolen Child (a story dedicated to Yeats and Ireland)

also called A Summer’s End -a short story: Megan looked over the last  of the Black -eyed Susans glowing in the morning sun. It was time to lock up the summer cottage forever, she thought.  Something happened yesterday that had confirmed all her old fears and misgivings about the place. Some years before she had…

Dr. Chandra, Will I Dream?

 the wee ramble… “Dr Chandra, Will I dream?” is the haunting question, Hal, the computer asks in the face of impending doom in the sequel to A Space Odyssey..  “Yeesha, last night your mother had a dream…”  are the words that began an epic search for an ancient and mysterious civilization whose secrets were written into lost…

The Sacred pause

Springtime Blessings all. My thoughts are slowly thawing as daylight lingers longer, and morning footsteps awash in sun beams  lead back to the mossy hillside path. The snowdrops are joyfully singing in the dawn along with the songbirds while the trees stir in a barrage of loud whispers on our windswept hill. If I remain…

Tales of a Winter Sun

“I heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the Lord” A special Christmas Exhibit at the SL Paris Metro Gallery (Full  music and video below post) __________________________________________________________ There is a time in the hushed solitudes of falling winter, while the dreaming earth stirs softly beneath her frosted blanket, where for…

The Ruler of the Sky

awakening Osiris Long after my Dad had traveled to Egypt and after we had the opportunity to visit and view the tomb goods of Tutanhkamun,  The  Mysteries of Egypt (Time of the Pharaohs) has traveled to us and The Royal BC Museum.  It has been unusually hot this summer and  the solar disk shines brightly in keeping…

The Last Witch of Scotland

People often walk by the place where I died. I have no grave, but only a stone to mark the spot where I met my fate. It still stands at the foot of someone’s private garden. There is no name on it, just a date, and I might add, an erroneous one. I did not…

a brief history of Scone

“..whom we invite to see us crowned at Scone“….  Macbeth ~~~~~~~~~~~~ For Leanne Cole’s  theme of travel this week, I chose the Maze at Scone, Perth and Kinross, Scotland. To me a maze is symbolic of traveling through life with it’s turns and sometimes dead ends, searching for the heart’s meaning, and as the maze is…

Ghost Stories of Old Victoria

Old Chinatown.  (In the spirit of Ed Mooney’s wonderful ghost stories and history challenges,  here is a little local history. ) Fort Victoria was one of the last outposts of the British Empire (established by the Hudson’s Bay Fur Trading Company), and as with all frontier towns  had its’ share of colorful characters and lawlessness. At…

Impressions on the veil of time

History Challenge The background of this image is a fresco on the wall of the House of the Golden Bracelet in Pompeii. Some years ago I visited Pompeii and Herculaneum. I remember wincing at the plaster impressions of the final agony of people felled by the suffocating ash as they tried to flee on August…

In the Jaws of Kukulkan

For Ed’s great weekly history challenge I am presenting a subject I have written about before so to those who have already read any of my previous posts about this fascinating civilization please forgive the redundancy In the Jaws of Kukulkan We can only imagine what it must have been like when the first Europeans arrived in Central…

Rush Hour in the Highlands

More from the Isle of Skye, on the inner Hebrides, Inverness shire There is a rhythm of it’s own, unhurried, sheep everywhere, gulls crying and mist coming in from the seas,  the mountains and the glens. Chì mi na mòrbheanna  ( a haunting Gaelic lament) I see the mist covered peaks… I am just now…

A Winter’s breath

The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep– Robert Frost-“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” Winter on our side of the mountain homeward past corridors of light and ancient guardians out back the lights twinkle…

Tales for Yuletide

it was my dream ever since I posted previously about Hans Christian Anderson’s Little Match Girl, to try to bring that poignant and classic tale to life in a video story form…….

” The Stolen Child” Exhibit at Itakos -Tribute to Ireland

We all need a touch of magic!  So I’d like to share with my readers a video presentation of my photography and participation on the Stolen Child exhibit at Itakos Gallery  by Akim Alonzo and CybeleMoon.   I had a lot of fun putting this together (with my very rudimentary program- Wondershare). read the short story…

A Fleeing Summer Dream

In case you didn’t know, it’s always, late summer and late afternoon in Fairyland. I can’t believe that in my own dimension of space we’ve already slipped into September. Our summer has been on the cool side but still, I emerged, cautiously, like a cave bear into the sunlight. I finally wrote a little tale…

Not always here and never all there

    I wonder if I’m missed!! I’ve really fallen by the wayside in blogging. I admit to using Flickr on and off as it has been a lot easier to post and poof. Here I must be more thoughtful and with my previous bout with depression (SAD) plus, and then a painful sciatica in…