Today we travel back across Ireland from County Donegal to Dublin. On the way, we will stop at the Knowth passage tomb in the Boyne Valley.
We so grateful for the beauty and openness and hospitality of Donegal. We have two more nights before we start the journey home.
Today we leave the north of Ireland. We drive from the east coast to the west. We will be staying for three nights in Donegal in the community of Glencolumkille.
On the way we will make a stop at Armagh.
We are in the Kildare area for three nights. Tomorrow we visit Clonmacnoise. And then we take a pilgrimage to Kildare and walk in the steps of St. Brigid.
I am preparing to go on a pilgrimage with The Academy for Spiritual Formation. We’ll be traveling to Ireland in early July, visiting places associated with St. Kevin, St. Brigid, St. Patrick, and St. Columba. I hope to be sharing photos, prayers, and reflections from the road. This prayer is for all of us preparing for pilgrimage.
We stand on the shore
Waiting to climb into the coracle
That will take us on this pilgrimage.
We have our itineraries, our passports,
Our credit cards and bank cards,
Our cell phones, bags, and suitcases.
We think we know where we are going
And when we will return.
But on this trip, on this pilgrimage,
We need only our eyes, our ears,
Our minds, our hearts.
Where will you take us, Spirit?
And when we return to this place,
Will we be the same?
Guide us as we climb into this coracle
And give ourselves over to the waves
And the wind and the currents.
Lead us, God of Pilgrimage,
To where you would have us go.
What pilgrimage are you anticipating?
I come to the water,
Full of sadness.
By the shore,
I set my burdens down
And paddle away
Into the still beauty of the sunrise.
This other world welcomes me.
The call of the kingfisher,
The grace of the heron,
The soaring beauty of the eagle, the osprey,
The jump of a fish.
This other world soothes me.
The vastness of sky and bay,
The burning clarity of summer sun,
The gentle breeze upon my face.
My heart sings in morning prayer:
“God said, ‘Let there be light …'”
“New every morning is your love, Great God of light …”
“You are my God, I search for you from early in the morning …”
I return to the shore.
My burdens still there, waiting for me,
But somehow, a bit lighter.
I am a bit stronger, more hopeful,
Lifted up by the stillness, the beauty,
The prayers of morning
That sing inside my heart.
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