Honestly, I’m not quite sure how I ended up here, now. I mean, in the moment of the photo. I could look back through time, connecting decisions, mistakes, emotional ups and downs, laughs and cries to understand it. But it doesn’t matter, the point is that I’m here. Or at least, I was there a few weeks ago ☺️
The landscape was a combination of elements I had never seen before in my life. Vast green meadows at the foot of some mountains welcomed an incredible beach next to some small cliffs. Also, there was a cemetery overlooking the sea. It seemed like such a beautiful place to rest forever. Luckily, my eyes could take it all in when I was there a few weeks ago ☺️
Closing my eyes and being mindful, I was able to distinguish many sounds at once. It was a really pleasant feeling. The sea was a bit restless, hitting the rocks hard, marking its territory. It was quite windy, but I remember loving the feeling of it. Far away, some cows were debating something that seemed truly important. Not too far but in another direction, some kids were playing by the shore, swimming. I would have loved to do the same, but I felt cold just watching them. Curiously, as I watched, I saw myself and my brother playing as kids, swimming on the beach, freezing cold, but that didn’t matter at all. All of this is what I felt when I was there a few weeks ago ☺️
Unfortunately, you can’t see all this now. You only see a wonderful photo that @benshott took of me with my guitar in a typical Irish meadow. But when I see it, all those memories and more come rushing back. I feel things deeply. Maybe none of this makes sense, but it moves me to share what I felt there a few weeks ago ❤️