Jun 13, 2014

Happy Yeats Day!

W.B. Yeats was born on this day. What's your favorite Yeats poem? Here is mine. I especially like the first half. It gets a little pessimistic in the second half, but that's Yeats, and well, sometimes that's life too. But what I like is the image it forms so perfectly in my head. The carefree child, celebrating life. If only we could hold on to some of that as we age.



To a Child Dancing in the Wind, 1916

Pink on the Beach by las - initially
Dance there upon the shore;
What need have you to care
For wind or water’s roar?
And tumble out your hair
That the salt drops have wet;
Being young you have not known
The fool’s triumph, nor yet
Love lost as soon as won,
Nor the best labourer dead
And all the sheaves to bind.
What need have you to dread
The monstrous crying of wind!

May 20, 2014

Sometimes You Just Need the Music

I don't think I can say more than that because the music says it all. In case you need the music today, try this:


May 16, 2014

Happy St. Brendan's Day!

St. Brendan is one of my favorites. While most of the Celtic saints experienced some kind of journey, none can compare to Brendan's. He set out in a rudder-less boat in the wild North Atlantic to find a special island. With 12 followers, he found many miraculous islands. The story resonated so much with so many people for a thousand years, becoming a medieval best seller!




I've blogged many times about this Irish saint, one of the monastic fathers. Visiting Clonfert, which he founded and where he is supposedly buried, was one of the highlights of my trip last year. You can read about it here.



It's a beautiful place, unassuming and peaceful. But Brendan's adventure was not so serene. The story is here.

So here's to the memory of this ancient Irish saint. May his journey speak to us about ours.

Mar 17, 2014

Reflections on St. Patrick's Day

A few things I've been thinking about....

St. Patrick is in the same category as St. Nicholas and St. Valentine, real people who have been reduced to cartoon-like effigies in order to celebrate a secular holiday. And to a history buff, that's a bit annoying.


However, who among us would even have heard of these saints without these holidays? So it's a mixed blessing.


Most people are happy not knowing anything about these saints. That's just how it is. Nothing wrong with having fun with friends.

St. Patrick's Day has become a day to celebrate all things Irish, which is not a bad thing at all. It's certainly good for Irish tourism, and it's a day to celebrate and pay tribute to one's Irish heritage.


The day encourages people to seek out who St. Patrick was, and with the internet today, so much information is accessible. Hopefully they'll be inspired by what they find. (You can even search this blog to find out more.)


St. Patrick's Breastplate (not written during his lifetime, but probably by someone who was influenced by his legacy.)


I arise today
Through a mighty strength, the invocation of the Trinity,
Through belief in the threeness,
Through confession of the oneness
Of the Creator of Creation.
I arise today
Through the strength of Christ's birth with his baptism,
Through the strength of his crucifixion with his burial,
Through the strength of his resurrection with his ascension,
Through the strength of his descent for the judgement of Doom.
I arise today
Through the strength of the love of Cherubim,
In obedience of angels,
In the service of archangels,
In hope of resurrection to meet with reward,
In prayers of patriarchs,
In prediction of prophets,
In preaching of apostles,
In faith of confessors,
In innocence of holy virgins,
In deeds of righteous men.
I arise today
Through the strength of heaven:
Light of sun,
Radiance of moon,
Splendor of fire,
Speed of lightning,
Swiftness of wind,
Depth of sea,
Stability of earth,
Firmness of rock.
I arise today
Through God's strength to pilot me:
God's might to uphold me,
God's wisdom to guide me,
God's eye to look before me,
God's ear to hear me,
God's word to speak for me,
God's hand to guard me,
God's way to lie before me,
God's shield to protect me.
God's host to save me
From snares of devils,
From temptations of vices,
From everyone who shall wish me ill,
Afar and anear,
Alone and in multitude.
I summon today all these powers between me and those evils,
Against every cruel merciless power that may oppose my body and souls,
Against incantations of false prophets,
Against black laws of pagandom
Against false laws of heretics,
Against craft of idolatry,
Against spells of witches and smiths and wizards,
Against every knowledge that corrupts man's body and soul.
Christ to shield me today
Against poison, against burning,
Against drowning, against wounding,
so that there may come to me abundance of reward.
Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me,
Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me,
Christ on my right, Christ on my left,
Christ when I lie down, Christ when I sit down, Christ when I arise,
Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me,
Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me,
Christ in every eye that sees me,
Christ in every ear that hears me.
I arise today
Through a mighty strength, the invocation of the Trinity,
Through belief in the threeness,
Through confession of the oneness,
Of the Creator of Creation