Hammered dulcimers have been around since the first century, introduced into Irish traditional music since at least the 1700’s. They are hollow wooden boxes with lots and lots of strings, which you hit with wooden hammers to produce the sound. And that of course, is the tricky part. 🙂 Being a lifelong piano player, I was drawn to this instrument the first time I saw it sitting in a music store about 15 years ago. I took my new stringed baby home, and thought, “no problem…I got this.” Wrong. It is amazingly difficult for me to manage to hit those little silvery, sometimes invisible in certain lights, strings with any measure of consistency. But that doesn’t stop me from trying. I still love my stringed baby and the sounds he makes. And to me, life is all the better for still having a challenge, something new to learn. Here’s a video of one of my musical heroes, Rich Mullins, playing his hammered dulcimer. Enjoy. Whatever your hands find to do today, do it the best you can, with a grateful heart that God has made you, that you are able to do things, and that it can bring Him glory. 🙂 Slainte, Lisa
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The Mist and the Mystery
One of my favorite days spent in Ireland was this day. County Kerry, forgotten pathway leading into the woods, abandoned stone house with a large and friendly tree growing inside. We felt that we were the only people who had ever discovered this place, that it was our secret house in our hidden forest. The mist only added to the mystery and magic of the day. Memories linger like mist that surrounded us. Have fun discovering the beautiful mysteries that are all around you today. Slainte, Lisa
The Well-Worn Stairs
This castle hallway in Ireland has been well-used and well-loved over the years. Now, the castle lies in ruins, yet the memories of what was remain for any visitor who is blessed with an imagination. Our old house here in the States has some well-worn stairs as well, but I dare say with a bit more foot space left on them. One of my favorite things to think of is the many feet attached to the many different characters who have run, plodded, skipped and sat upon our stairs over the years. Stories…memories….life. Blessings, Lisa
Alive
“Life is what we are alive to. It is not length but breadth…Be alive to…
Goodness, kindness, purity, love
History, poetry, music, flowers, stars
God, and eternal hope.” – Maltbie D. Babcock
I love quotes like this. Words to stimulate my sluggish morning mind into wonder, action and appreciation for blessings that I would otherwise take for granted or ignore. I pray that you are blessed today. Slainte, Lisa
Castle Tunnels and Other Places to Hide
Sometimes we all feel like we need a place to hide, to feel safe, to get away for a little while. In my house, that tends to be my piano, or a walk outside with my sweet dog, or the bathroom. In castle days, that place to hide took the form of an underground set of tunnels. We got to explore Blarney Castle’s underground tunnels.
Queen Elizabeth I wanted Blarney Castle for her own and sent her emissary, Earl of Leicester, to the castle for discussions with Cormac McCarthy, who had possession of the castle. McCarthy kept putting the Earl off with banquets and delays; Queen Elizabeth I declared the reports to be “Blarney”. One of Cromwell’s generals gutted the tower walls, but the castle inhabitants and defenders escaped through the underground tunnels, called Badgers Caves.
David said in the Psalms, “For in the day of trouble He will keep me safe in his dwelling; He will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle and set me high upon a rock.” (Psalm 27:5) The best hiding place, safe place, security that exists is God. He can tunnel us safely away from the attackers in this life, and lead us to green pastures beside the still waters. Slainte, Lisa





