Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time Concerned for Brother Lugh, who has been troubled day and night with the grief for his father, I followed him again to his place for prayer which is a little ledge on the rock face with a steep climb back up, or it could be anContinue reading “#84.8 Wednesday, September 16, 2026”
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#84.6 Thursday, September 10, 2026
Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time Brother Lugh is glad to take me in. Maybe he was longing for a snoring mate. We begin this new day with the specified psalms then disperse from the church for private prayers. I follow Brother Lugh through the early morning mist, to a high placeContinue reading “#84.6 Thursday, September 10, 2026”
#84.5 Wednesday, September 9, 2026
Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time In this rare circumstance I’ve allowed myself the luxury of revealing the nature of my redundant healing as the intended earthly sign for the spiritual life. Probably, I mistakenly expected they would recognize the holy purpose of the sign. But no signs in the gospel ofContinue reading “#84.5 Wednesday, September 9, 2026”
#83.9 Thursday, August 20, 2026
Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time Order is restored and the abbot appears to be confused by my presence here. Am I his cohort or foe? He isn’t comfortable with nuance. He wants to hate me, but for this moment anyway, I’ve captured the wonder of his followers and it seemsContinue reading “#83.9 Thursday, August 20, 2026”
#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”
#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”
#81.3 Thursday, June 4, 2026
Historical Setting: The Great Skellig in an unknown time This darkness has a cruel waking. The dream left me floundering in the hot dark sea, and Cloothar is calling me to save him, but I can’t move. He is sinking down, and I can’t reach him. I just let him go. Deep, dark, lost… TheContinue reading “#81.3 Thursday, June 4, 2026”
#79.10 Wednesday, April 22, 2026
Historical Setting: Jarrow, 794 C.E. I’ve been listening to the talk of the old fellows who gather here in the mornings to consider the state of all things. Some come disgruntled, regardless of the events of life. But Tam comes with a resilient, joyful spirit despite his losses. It is the simple allegory of Job.Continue reading “#79.10 Wednesday, April 22, 2026”
#77.1 Tuesday, February 3, 2026
Historical Setting: Monkwearmouth, 794 C.E. It is the dark hour before dawn. We are five people waiting for the tide to turn in a shelter shed. The three who just arrived are arguing. The nuns are midwives advising the man on the needs of his brother’s family as they prepare for a new baby. TheContinue reading “#77.1 Tuesday, February 3, 2026”
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