The May Wild West Pilgrimage was perfect for opening the door to spring and to ourselves. Bealtaine, the fire festival of the Celts, initiated us with flowers on the threshold. But more than journeys to special green places with magic wells, rugged coastlines, nestled valleys at the base of mountains, pastoral scenes of sheep and cows, there were also journeys turned inward with gifted guides to accompany us.

Attention to solitude and silence invoked awakenings of being present and really seeing Western Ireland. Whispers of ancestors in the sacred rocks of Carrowmore and at the oasis of ferns and wild flowers where Colmen made his hermitage on the Burren breathed in rhythm with our daily dose of spiritual texts and poetry and our slow silent approach to fully using our senses and quieting our minds.  Then as naturally, we evolved into community and vibrancy with discussions fed by dance, art, music, yoga, ritual, history, folklore. The guides were passionate and amazingly interesting, able to gently nudge us into making connections and widening openings.

Frankly, we were initially unsure of signing up for a pilgrimage, but later we  knew it was the best decision, one that engaged all of us: the  body, intuition, mind, spirit, and emotions. The land gently held us as we explored ourselves in new ways.

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