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At Comment Magazine, an essay by Hannah LeGrand on “thoughtlessness, sloth, and the call to think.” It is well worth reading and reflecting on. LeGrand begins with Hannah Arendt’s famous account…
The prospect of having a labyrinth in ones garden seems alluring, albeit, done properly, highly expensive. I have found an appropriately cheap and easy way of labyrinth building – using…
The meanings of the meaning of music transcend. It has long been, and continues to be, the unwritten theology of those who lack or reject any formal creed. Or to…
I am not (yet) familiar with the work of Wendell Berry, though I think I am going to make it my business to be. Berry is the inspiration of this wonderful…
I drift off happily at bedtime, but now wake between three and four in the morning. I like to wake early, but not quite that early. At that hour, I’m…
I came across this on the ever wonderful First Known When Lost blog: “Leisure is a form of silence, of that silence which is the prerequisite of the apprehension of…
Recently my brother gave me a present of Tristan Gooley‘s The Walker’s Guide to Outdoor Tracks and Signs. I have read various Gooley books over the years, and to some…
I have yet to actually set foot on either Skellig. Geoffrey Moorhouse, in the preface to his Sun Dancing, describes being captivated by its appearance while on a family holiday in…
Séamus Sweeney 