Running to the Sea

Near Bray's Head, Ireland

Near Bray’s Head, Ireland

I had the most amazing dream last night.  I was running, barefoot, quickly and effortlessly, on very soft grass towards blue water.  Smiling and laughing and generally feeling that feeling that you feel when you’re a kid and have no troubles.  (yes, I realize I just used “feeling” too many times) No worries, no aches or pains, no thought to the future other than reaching that water.  Dreams are funny; sometimes good, sometimes weird, sometimes scary, but always usually interesting.  My favorite dreams always have something to do with travel or movement; my favorite flying dreams, where I flap my arms and take off into the sky; the dreams where I am getting ready for a trip, and now this awesome running whiz dream.  🙂  So the point of today’s blog?  Hmmm….must think, must think.  No, I don’t want to think; I just want to be happy and remember that feeling of the grass under my feet.  Be happy today.  Slainte, Lisa

 

 

 

Plugging in the Lights

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Every evening before bed, my hubby and I walk around the house unplugging all the Christmas lights, and then each morning, we make the same circuitous route plugging them back in.  It would be rather ridiculous, if they weren’t so beautiful.  One minute, the tree is dark and drab, and with one quick electrical moment, Presto!  Beauty and sparkling lights everywhere.  The same old, same old house turns into a beautiful winter wonderland.  🙂

Some mornings, I forget to plug in the Light.  You know, the Light that turns me from drab Lisa into Presto! Lisa.  And my power source is always available, and never has outages unless I don’t plug in.  Jesus says, “I am the light of the world.  Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.”  (John 8:12)  “Let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.”  (Matthew 5:16)  Light extravaganza.  🙂  Slainte, Lisa

Breathe Deep

Walking to the ocean, whipped by the wind and salt and mist.  The closer you get, the more you feel the resistance and push of the wind.  Crossing the top of the dune, you see the angry but beautiful waves.  Covered with sea foam and white caps, with no discernable rhythm to the waves.  Only sheer noise and crashing and power.  God’s power.  You hear Him again, telling you that He is in control, even of a seemingly uncontrollable ocean.  You breathe deeply, the way you’re only able to at the ocean.  The wind almost takes that breath away, but then you feel it.  Relief and peace and clarity.  This world is a gift from the One who loves you, but yet there is so much more than what you can see.  He has made more, and you will be there with Him one day, and that deep breath will go on and on and on.  Slainte, Lisa

 

Watch Your Step; Adventures Ahead

The best of Ireland is seen on your feet.  Hiking, walking, climbing, stepping around, through, over and under rocks and castles and field offerings and walls.  I’m not the best of hikers, but when I go to Ireland, I find the best hiking boots I can find; ones that I don’t care if they get dirty.  (because they will!)  We drive down curvy, crazy, tiny roads, find something we like, park, and explore.  The places we like best are the places with no tour guides and no crowds.  The forgotten priories or crumbling castle ruins.  The field of sheep who are pretending to ignore us.  A wonderland of past and present collide with astounding beauty and nostalgia.

Low ceilings and curvy staircases in ancient castles

Torc Waterfall, Co. Kerry…look closely in the middle of the waterfall and you’ll see my son & husband who hiked up. 🙂

Eask Tower near Dingle, reached by ascending through a well-used field.

The stone-filled Burren

The amazing Ballycarbery Castle near Caherciveen can only be reached by going through this muddy field. Yay for mudboots! 🙂