“I am a wind on sea, I am a powerful wave, I am the sound of the sea, I am a fierce ox, I am a hawk on cliff, I am a beam of sun~” An age old Irish Poem, one day I hope to recite in the native tongue, so beautiful the sound to the ears. While my ancestors had been here before, and felt the beating sun on their faces, the cool breeze of sea wind keeping life fresh, I wondered how many years humans stared at the magnificent Irish ocean, if ever they pondered what it would be like to ride its waves. These waters felt alive and so soothing. A first for me to not run straight for a fresh water rinse, but to let the fresh salt sea dry on my skin and wrap my body in its love. @garymccallphoto from a dreamy evening I’ll keep crisp in my memory Thanks @johnecoady and @swanfox_ for gifting me books of Irish Poetry and Pi in the Sky, I’m so excited to learn about the ancient Irish ways and teachings and will cherish these texts forever ☘️