Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time Brother Lugh and I are speaking of his grief at the loss of his father. He says, “I was supposed to leave my old life behind. But it was my father who sponsored me here, when Abbott McTyre was gathering monks. And now I’ve learnedContinue reading “#83.3 Thursday, August 6, 2026”
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#83.2 Wednesday, August 5, 2026
Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time I found a stacked stone wall for a rest before I find a place to stay here or maybe before I decide to go back. Possibly Sister Brigid’s intention in bringing me up here was purposed with setting me free, like the healed bird; or maybeContinue reading “#83.2 Wednesday, August 5, 2026”
#83.1 Tuesday, August 4, 2026
Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time Sitting here on a stacked stone wall, reeling from the climb up a long path I see Sister Brigid is already across the valley. She went on back without waiting for me. I wonder if she assumed I would find a welcome among this community ofContinue reading “#83.1 Tuesday, August 4, 2026”
#82.14 Thursday, July 30, 2026
Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time The climb to the cluster of cells that on the Great Skellig was exhausting for me so Brother Lugh and I found a seat on the low wall of the cistern in the midst of the monk’s cells. “Brother Lugh, I also know grief tooContinue reading “#82.14 Thursday, July 30, 2026”
#82.13 Wednesday, July 29, 2026
Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time Sister Brigid has guided me to the monk’s cell of Brother Lugh, the young monk who found my bones in the tidewater in early spring. Maybe he recognizes me. Maybe he just always looks cautiously terrified. “You’ve seen me before, Brother Lugh. Then I wasContinue reading “#82.13 Wednesday, July 29, 2026”
#82.12 Tuesday, July 28, 2026
Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time This morning, Sister Brigid not only comes up the path with the flasks of goat’s milk that she takes to the monks each day, she also has a cloth sack over her shoulder overflowing with fresh garden greens. Of course, I offer to help her carryContinue reading “#82.12 Tuesday, July 28, 2026”
#82.11 Thursday, July 23, 2026
Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time On this new day I step outside the cell and watch for Sister Brigid to come up the rise. I’m grateful for the walking stick. This trek, like everything in this place, requires a serious climb. Gratefully, there is a path with stair-like layers, but wereContinue reading “#82.11 Thursday, July 23, 2026”
#82.10 Weds., July 22, 2026
Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time The Sister understands my need to leave the care of her brother now. “Tomorrow follow me across the Christ’s saddle to the monastery so you can make yourself known there.” “I’d like to do that.” I can see the path through the green valleyContinue reading “#82.10 Weds., July 22, 2026”
#82.9 Tuesday, July 21, 2026
Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time Sister Brigid affirms my concern that Timothy only perceives me as a creature in his care. If I were a bird, I would be released into the sky. But as a human being, my release poses a problem. Am I seeking his friendship and expecting belonging?Continue reading “#82.9 Tuesday, July 21, 2026”
#82.8 Thursday, July 16, 2026
Art notes The [Irish text] text as edited by Stokes 1888, is here shown alongside the literal translation [English] due to Todd. (Footnote) Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time Sister Brigid offers the human conversation I’ve been craving. I ask, “How is it possible that a Brother in a community ofContinue reading “#82.8 Thursday, July 16, 2026”
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