we find ourselves by looking out at what looks back
Caught up in the fast moving and sweeping circularity of David's description of Lon's Fort and its impact on him, I found it hard to grasp its full meaning until I read it half a dozen times and let go of what I thought it was saying. I came finally to the idea that standing in the center of the round fort is to stand in all circles of existence past and present, and to find our place in this ever expanding circularity, we root in the present moment, in the dark unknown beneath our feet, holding that center. Then by looking out at what looks back, we glimpse those who have stood there before us, our heritage, giving us now our own sense of who we are. "... their lives caught like ours in the glance of what lies beyond, only for a fleeting moment." A dense and personal "screenshot" of David's love of Ireland.
Martin played at so many of Sebastopol's Celtic Music and Arts Festivals. He is so talented and seems such a lovely human being! I love that you had this magical time with him, and even more that you two are collaborating! I have been with you in person your last two times at Asilomar, and all the 3 Sundays since 2020. I am so moved and nourished by your offerings. Thank you from the entirety of my being.
Sweet and savory sounds, David, always still and moving.
Mr. Whyte’s Sunday blessing, is beyond and at the tilt, cosmic bliss and jubilation!
I’m most assuredly feeling blessed this glorious Summer Sunday morning in the midst of The Wheat Harvest, here in High Country Colorado, the fragrance is heavenly. And thrice blessed upon hearing that I can anticipate the awesome Irish sensation, the embodied feeling of being “Hayes-ed” that is Mr. Martin Hayes-ed, boom!
Together with the soulful gentleman and Irish poet-farmer and shepherd of God’s Green landscape of bedrock and the “turn sideways into the Light” Tuatha De Dannann, Mr. Patrick McCormack, boom boom!
In conjunction with you dear Mr. Whyte, my daily poetic discipline, meditation and motivation, my poet of choice; is like enjoying the taste of a holy prepared gourmet peanut butter and honey jam sandwich, boom boom boom. . . ! ! !
In anticipation of the seasoned Irish Rascals in action together making magic, real metaphysical alchemical magic; I lived to see and hear this day, I am truly blessed.
Always your admirer and audience, Geraldine
Moved to ask more about the album mentioned in the prelude paragraph...is this upcoming or already available? Continuing gratitude for these missiles in my inbox and for the real and amorphous community here.