Along The River. My Moment in Time!

It’s a crisp frosty morning and the sky is bright blue and almost flawless. The dazzling winter sun is radiating a gentle heat in a bid to thaw the frigid frost that illuminates the trees and hedges. It’s bitterly cold, yet it’s invigorating and since I’m wearing several layers of clothing, my bones are harboured from the icy chill. There is nowhere else I’d rather be right now.

I consider myself very lucky to live beside the splendid River Moy and today I feel grateful that I have the good health and energy to walk the bordering path. Today is a good day!

I meet a young woman speed walking with her head down, looking at the ground. She’s wearing headphones so when I say hello, she can’t hear me. She’s in a little world of her own and I don’t know what’s happening in her world, but I want to stop her and show her what she’s not seeing and what she’s not hearing.

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I’d like her to pause for a moment and look around at the beauty of nature. Feel the sun on her face – really feel it – inhale the fresh cool air and listen to the chirping sounds coming from little birds hiding in the hedges. No doubt hiding from the nearby well-fed hooded crow, who is trying to drown out their sweet songs with his loud croaky squawking.

The young woman is out of sight now and I walk on some more. The angry grey crow joins his clan on the other side of the river where they all sit concertedly on a wooden fence. They look ever so pretentious in comparison to the seagulls gliding gracefully across the sky.

I’m being followed. I hear quiet rustlings in the hedge directly behind me but I don’t look – I keep walking. With the corner of my eye, I catch a glimpse of a robin hopping from the hedge to the branch of a naked tree. I stop and slowly turn to look at him. I wonder if he’s hungry or if he just wants company. He whistles and I whistle back. He cocks his head to one side and whistles again. I walk on and he flies from bush to bush, staying close but keeping a safe distance.  He cheeps cheerfully, like a small child who has just discovered something new and exciting. Is he telling me about his moment in time? Crass grey crow returns and gentle robin disappears into the bramble.

The water is scattered with uneven ripples and it flows rapidly but peacefully in the direction of the sea. I’m standing on the river bank watching folding crests race each other towards the dam. The sun glistening on the tiny peaks of the waves has me hypnotised. Teasing me, with the illusion of curly tips of ice-cream cones. 

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As I approach the dam, the water appears to flow faster and my step quickens. There’s a seat on the high bridge overlooking the dam, where I sit to rest for a while. The water is dark and mysterious. The formidable River Moy has claimed many lives over the years. It demands respect as it roars and pounds against the walls of the dam, brawny and merciless, impressive and captivating.

Everything around me is silenced by the crashing waters below and I am grateful for the sturdy barriers that protect me from the dark depths of the river. I’m oblivious to what is happening around me. This is my little world for now and I don’t need to be anywhere else at this moment in time.

My moment in time was inspired by Orla at Fancy Paper Blog! 

We should all take our moments and cherish them when we have the opportunity! 

 

 

Seaweed Bath – Home or Away!

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My first experience of a seaweed bath was about ten years ago in Enniscrone. After a long walk on the fabulous sandy beach, my husband took me along to Kilcullen’s Seaweed Baths. Although Stephen had been raving about these baths for quite some time, he didn’t give away too much detail so I was a little bit unsure of what to expect. As I am a lover of the sea and all that goes with it, Stephen was quite certain that I would fall in love instantly with the seaweed baths. And he was right – I did fall in love with them!

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The Mother of all Meditations.

How many times have you tried meditation? Are you getting better at it? Or do you feel like you will never get the hang of it? Are you easily distracted while meditating?

Maybe your mind constantly wanders into yesterday or tomorrow no matter how many times the voice tells you to, ‘Bring your mind gently back if you feel it wandering.’

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I think most of us have concluded that meditation is a deeply relaxing exercise that promotes a healthy mind. It calms down our churning thoughts, giving our brain a chance to rest.

But meditation doesn’t come easy to everyone, especially beginners. Well, listen up all you beginners and over-active thinkers…….. I have discovered the mother of all meditations! Sound Meditation Baths. No, it has nothing to do with having a bubbly bath with soft music playing in the background – much better than that. Oh yes!

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Yoga and Me. 12 Weeks Later.

When I say I’ve been practicing yoga for twelve weeks now, what I really mean is that it’s twelve weeks since I first started learning how to do yoga. (Read about that here) I remember writing about how great I hope be at twisting, bending and by Christmas I’ll be kissing my toes!  Continue reading “Yoga and Me. 12 Weeks Later.”

Yes. I’m as Stiff as a Poker!

wpid-2015-10-29_09.46.46.jpgAt last my first class of Ashtanga Yoga had arrived. I had been looking forward to this night for weeks and with my new yoga mat tucked under my arm, I made my way down to our local leisure centre with my daughter Gemma.

I bounced in the door at 7pm with an enthusiastic grin on my face. The class had already started so I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself to the group. They all looked comfortable and relaxed stretched out in Savasana pose (also known as Corpse pose) and I couldn’t wait to join in.

Gemma grabbed a spot in the far corner of the room with her sister Charlene while I stayed near the door. I spread out my yoga mat and took off my shoes and lay down like a corpse. Yes, this was lovely. Nice and relaxing.

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Yoga is so easy.

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