19 march 2024
dublin, ireland heuston station
i arrived! i felt lighter once we approached the west coast of ireland in the plane. despite my knee pain, knee stiffness and traveling with a knee sleeve, i feel so open and free inside. i also feel the ableism in our world. the way people look at you, or ignore, and avert their stare from your eyes at the sight of your less than able body- if they can visually see it. i witness my thoughts and feelings racing from next actions to take to get on the train with my hardcase luggage and the pain of my knee beckoning me back into this moment, this body, this knee needing care. my travel companion- my knee pain, will join me on this journey.
22 march 2024
kinvara, co. galway ireland
i worry so little about care and kindness when i am in ireland. this [care and kindness] is some of what makes my heart feel at home here. so familiar- to my own impulses to share and to get to the truth that is both fierce and honest and to do this consistently. i am seeing the ways that this consistency is a weaving a tapestry of care for ourselves and one another.
28 march 2024
inis mor, ireland @ joe watty’s pub and seafood bar
f.b. is her name. the owner of the sweater shop where i purchased my jumper and the woman who guided me to the well of the corruch. first, i went to the left where the birds were singing. the sign to the temple is clear on the right of the road before i wondered to the left. what was not clear to me was the steps in the stone wall. the subtle lower space inviting me through the portal of this place. when i allowed the stones and the grass to guide me and the fading sound of f.b.’s voice, my steps were guided like an ancient gps.
