The Hearts of Ireland – Yes, There Is More than One!

I just returned from the most wonderful holiday to Ireland.  I met people who opened their lives and families to me.  I met people who told me stories, made laugh – at times bringing tears to my eyes – people who listened to my stories, who explained Irish customs, quoted Irish poets and Irish blessings.  People who toasted with me, drank with me, ate with me.

 Walking through lush emerald-green fields, deep woods, over ruins from centuries ago; I saw the most amazing historical sites, 7th century abbeys in ruin, 13th century castles standing firmly intact, thatched homes and remote cemeteries.

I drove down narrow winding roads, throughout the countryside.  Roads that took me along loughs, rivers, streams and bays.  Roads which led to ferries taking me to remote islands on the wild Atlantic ocean.  Roads where I drove by cows and their calves, horses and their foal, and sheep with their new spring lambs roaming along the country roads.

I saw mountains, beaches, valleys and fields rich in Irish soil.  And, when I returned from those roads I would meet up in the infamous Thatch, with friends who were once strangers.  We’d catch up on the day, toast to a pint and settle in for an evening of laughter, stories and traditional music.

My soul has been truly touched by the land, the history, and the music of Ireland; but more than that, by the people of Ireland. Bless their Irish hearts!