“I am never alone wherever I am. The air itself supplies me with a century of love. When I breathe in, I am breathing in the laughter, tears, victories, passions, thoughts, memories, existence, joys, moments, and the hues of the sunlight on many tones of skin; I am breathing in the same air that was exhaled by many before me. The air that bore them life. And so how can I ever say that I am alone?” ~ C. JoyBell C.
Last month I ventured out to the largest of the Aran Islands, Inis Mór, with my friend Cara and her faithful companion; Tashi. We travelled bright and early in the morning via the port of Rossaveal, Connemara. There was a fresh breeze as we sailed across calm waters of Galway bay. We sat snug on board the ferry with Tashi and the other visitors, sharing stories of adventures past.
Once we landed on the island, we sipped coffee and nibbled on scones on the sun drenched decking of Pier House BB. We then explored the gorgeous island with our four legged companion in tow. The day was such that I can only properly describe it as ‘perfect’. I mean that in every sense of the word; the sky was blue – not a cloud in sight, the sun was shining, no rain and no wind! PERFECT.
We decided to climb to Dún Aonghasa, the remains of an expansive fort perched on the edge of a vertical cliff; a breathtaking 300 ft above the sea. Dún Aonghasa is believed to been built and occupied originally in the Iron Age, although there was habitation at the site earlier, in the Bronze Age. Cara sure knows Aran well and her history lessons made the adventure even more enjoyable. It was like having a tour guide with me the whole way! Perhaps the most striking feature of Dún Aonghasa which she pointed out to me were the menacing rows of sharp stones, up to 5 ft in height which surrounded the fort walls. These were set into the bedrock at an angle to impale an invading army.
Once we reached the top, the sight was expansive and amazing. Not another soul around for miles, we were alone. Alone in this magical place. I took off my shoes straight away, barefoot is how I wanted to feel this moment. The feeling of grounding is immense when your standing upon a 300ft cliff, sturdy and calm.
No wind, blue skies, seagulls flying over head and waves crashing below. The warm sun bathed my bare, pale shoulders. I payed salute the sun here, barefoot and smiling. We lay on our bellies and gazed over the side of cliff, we meet interesting visitors and took lots of photographs. Cara lead us in a blessing, taking time to acknowledge the power, beauty and grace of the place we had come to visit. The beauty was everywhere, the universe was talking.
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Me shooting, Tashi posing! Thanks Cara <3