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Eileen Ní Shuilleabháin (Sullivan)

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One of my favorite earliest memories was waking up on a summer morning and hearing the cuckoo. She was always celebrated with excitement in my house growing up. It was the first sign of summer. In gaelic irish, we would say, "Tá an cúach tagtha!"(Pronounced koo-ack). "The cuckoo has arrived!" I was only four or five, yet I remember jumping out of bed on this particular morning after hearing the cuckoo and running outside to the trees behind the house and listening for her. I saw the sun through the leaves. It felt warm in the shade. I could feel the breeze on my skin.The morning had every sign, even at that early hour, that it was going to be a hot day. A 1980s heatwave. I felt so happy. It was a feeling of complete joy. There was a sense of excitement with the changing season. I felt it full in my body. I was present at that very moment. A tingling joy. The cookoo delivering her message. Summer had arrived! Even now, even still, on summer mornings, I remember that feeling and memory. To appreciate fully the wonder and excitement of the sun and the gifts this new season will bring. The abundance of it all. Life in full abundance. The quote below reminds me of that feeling. I love it. It is by American writer Henry Beston. It reminds me to appreciate the morning sun. The life-giving sun. To let in the joy. Grá mór, Eileen 'On that morning, the sun, which had steadily been approaching the corner, turns it, the golden round rising clear of all obstruction and flooding the kitchen with the first spring light. It is for us an occasion of real joy. We may not belong to the Golden Age or the years of the golden bough, but we can observe and rejoice, and in such natural joy and natural response lies one of the profoundest secrets of human happiness' Henry Beston Eileen Ni Shuilleabhain Photography Tarkovsky www.teallach.com #summer #Sundaymorning #childhood #memories #sun #life #symbol #love #literature #beauty #presence #embodies #happiness #ordinary #life #irishlanguage #connemara #cuckoo #lifelessons #seasons #depthpsychology #psychotherapist
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One of my favorite earliest memories was waking up on a summer morning and hearing the cuckoo. She was always celebrated with excitement in my house growing up. It was the first sign of summer. In gaelic irish, we would say, "Tá an cúach tagtha!"(Pronounced koo-ack). "The cuckoo has arrived!" I was only four or five, yet I remember jumping out of bed on this particular morning after hearing the cuckoo and running outside to the trees behind the house and listening for her. I saw the sun through the leaves. It felt warm in the shade. I could feel the breeze on my skin.The morning had every sign, even at that early hour, that it was going to be a hot day. A 1980s heatwave. I felt so happy. It was a feeling of complete joy. There was a sense of excitement with the changing season. I felt it full in my body. I was present at that very moment. A tingling joy. The cookoo delivering her message. Summer had arrived! Even now, even still, on summer mornings, I remember that feeling and memory. To appreciate fully the wonder and excitement of the sun and the gifts this new season will bring. The abundance of it all. Life in full abundance. The quote below reminds me of that feeling. I love it. It is by American writer Henry Beston. It reminds me to appreciate the morning sun. The life-giving sun. To let in the joy. Grá mór, Eileen 'On that morning, the sun, which had steadily been approaching the corner, turns it, the golden round rising clear of all obstruction and flooding the kitchen with the first spring light. It is for us an occasion of real joy. We may not belong to the Golden Age or the years of the golden bough, but we can observe and rejoice, and in such natural joy and natural response lies one of the profoundest secrets of human happiness' Henry Beston Eileen Ni Shuilleabhain Photography Tarkovsky www.teallach.com #summer #Sundaymorning #childhood #memories #sun #life #symbol #love #literature #beauty #presence #embodies #happiness #ordinary #life #irishlanguage #connemara #cuckoo #lifelessons #seasons #depthpsychology #psychotherapist
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Misneach (pronounced mish-nock) is the Irish Gaelic word for courage. To have courage is to face our fears. To go into it. The ability to face what frightens us. When we are in periods of change, our fear can keep us from moving into our potential. It is so important to know this is a normal feeling in the body when we are moving into change. To make space for it and to support yourself with it. To breathe into it. Fear can become overwhelming in the body, so freeze and shut-down can be a common habitual response. Shut down can often last years if that is the habitual response from the body to overwhelm. This is a pressing down of feeling. It becomes a deadening empty feeling in the body where joy and contentment have no space to exist either. Interestingly, that empty feeling is paradoxically teeming with the energy of our potential. So much tension in the body, below our conscious awareness. It is teeming with potential and unexpressed emotion, even if it feels like a deadening emptiness. Wonderfully, in the world of physics, scientists were able to detect vibrational energy in molecules at the absolute zero of temperature. I always found this fascinating. It reminds me how our own energy below the surface of things is vibrating with potential. How can we tolerate our discomfort and step into that potential? To let go and grieve what we are leaving behind and to step into the unknown and who we are becoming? What often helps anchor us in this 'in-between' time and place is to journal. It acts like an anchor. A 'conscious container' helping you to bridge the crossing. If you are now in the process of change, invest in a journal, create a ritual of support to yourself. Rise early, have your tea or coffee, light a candle and bring out your journal. Let it be your friend in the darkness. To create an awareness in this in-between time is essential and journaling is a beautiful practice to support you in the transition. Go kindly in this time of your life, trust and hold the tension until the energy shifts and a new level of self is revealed. Have 'misneach'. Hold a light for yourself in the dark. Eileen Ní Shuilleabháin Art by Sylar113 www.teallach.com
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Misneach (pronounced mish-nock) is the Irish Gaelic word for courage. To have courage is to face our fears. To go into it. The ability to face what frightens us. When we are in periods of change, our fear can keep us from moving into our potential. It is so important to know this is a normal feeling in the body when we are moving into change. To make space for it and to support yourself with it. To breathe into it. Fear can become overwhelming in the body, so freeze and shut-down can be a common habitual response. Shut down can often last years if that is the habitual response from the body to overwhelm. This is a pressing down of feeling. It becomes a deadening empty feeling in the body where joy and contentment have no space to exist either. Interestingly, that empty feeling is paradoxically teeming with the energy of our potential. So much tension in the body, below our conscious awareness. It is teeming with potential and unexpressed emotion, even if it feels like a deadening emptiness. Wonderfully, in the world of physics, scientists were able to detect vibrational energy in molecules at the absolute zero of temperature. I always found this fascinating. It reminds me how our own energy below the surface of things is vibrating with potential. How can we tolerate our discomfort and step into that potential? To let go and grieve what we are leaving behind and to step into the unknown and who we are becoming? What often helps anchor us in this 'in-between' time and place is to journal. It acts like an anchor. A 'conscious container' helping you to bridge the crossing. If you are now in the process of change, invest in a journal, create a ritual of support to yourself. Rise early, have your tea or coffee, light a candle and bring out your journal. Let it be your friend in the darkness. To create an awareness in this in-between time is essential and journaling is a beautiful practice to support you in the transition. Go kindly in this time of your life, trust and hold the tension until the energy shifts and a new level of self is revealed. Have 'misneach'. Hold a light for yourself in the dark. Eileen Ní Shuilleabháin Art by Sylar113 www.teallach.com
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Teallach is the gaelic word for hearth. The hearth was of central importance in Celtic society. The cottage was build around the family hearth. Turf burned continuously there day and night. This was a symbol of family continuity, where many traditional crafts were carried out. It provided warmth and nourishment and was a gathering place for story-telling and music, it symbolised an open place for hospitality to all. When it went out, it was said that the soul went out of the people of that house therefore it was only extinguished on the first of November - the traditional day of Samhain. Then people would gather together to light large fires on sacred hill tops in honour of and to make offerings to the gods. In both pagan and Christian cosmologies ,fire is representative of the illumination of mind and spirit and of divinity.
 

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