Friday, July 14


Granted, the weather may sometime not seem a welcoming element, but I do not mind some wind, or a light showers. Midges poke my patience, but they are not around all day.

It's summer in Ireland, usually not too hot or too cold, but a 'comfort'. 


This is a season when I spend some time each day, spent laying somewhere, within one of the Labyrinth Gardens here.  

Being a weather lore fan I lay looking up at the clouds dancing while listening to the birds. Clouds change their 'images' quickly and set off new imaginative visions. They are amazing storytellers.


Do nothing but this for an hour, and through that time breathing deepens! calm cloaks, and sense of awareness becomes very fine tuned.

No mobile phone. I never miss anything exciting on that. Meanwhile there are blossoms out that I may have missed, a frog jumping, a bird hunting, bees buzzing, landing and working.


The slow ritual, the personal break, personal brake.

The guilt police may hurl 'pointless luxury' accusations at us. 'Things must get done!'

10 minutes time out, outside, is miracle medicine, far better than 30 mins in a doctor's waiting room.


Outside, being in the groove of wild nature bring on the enchantments of happy, and confidence about our inspirations, trust in our visions. 

Big work projects thrive from these little slow rituals. Staring at a screen hoping the guiding light will arrive may only create lonely longing.


Does urban living, urban work cause many to remember that there is other life? Guides are charging small fortunes leading people through this 'thing' they exotically call 'shinrin yoku'. Turning the simplicity of sensory attunement to nature into a complex sacrament.


Daily slow rituals are wonderful for regulating blood pressure, dissolving tensions, levitating depression, and nourishing contentment, banishing loneliness.

It is so easy ... and extremely affordable. When was the last time you tried it?