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“Healing is not the same as curing. Healing does not take us back to what was before; rather, healing brings us closer to our true Self.” (unknown)

I have learned through practice as well as through personal experience how tapping into the creative potential that we all possess is hugely empowering. It puts us in touch with our essential nature.

Creativity is our birth right. We are all creative. We are built to be.

Creativity brings greater colour to life’s canvas. It gives us permission to explore through art, words and nature, the path we would like to create for ourselves as we navigate our unique life journey. 

The greatest leverage for healing is found at the subtlest function – Rudolf Ballentine

_{Artwork: Beneath The Signal Tower, Ardmore}

_{Photos: The River Dawn}

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Chalybeate

(a poem about healing)

Do truths find their way home?

Are there imprints left behind from centuries before,

when smoke and steel drove paths

beneath amaranthine skies,

through rolling forests

ablaze with oranges and golds?

The spa well spills its secrets

into the pools of colour

collecting in the millrace

and along the weir

and in the trout streams.

In the shadow of a blasting furnace,

iron water was collected by the bucketload

and pilgrims soaked in the chalybeate spring.

The Gorthaclode Spa was hailed as miraculous

before events and circumstance

dissolved a ritual into history

and stories were hidden

in the rivers and streams. 

Does a landscape summon its stories home?

Does an element return to its source

over and over?

Sitting along a pathway at Gorthaclode

are wagons loaded with steel shackles

waiting

waiting

waiting patiently

for an old railroad to return to life.

Sharing a history with the crystalline rock

birthed in the soil

and pulled home by the lodestone

buried in the hills,

is this celestial metal

merely finding its way home

and are we merely the transporters?

^{Poem: Chalybeate © 2017}

^{Éabha Róis}