Dots in Dublin
May the road rise up to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back, May the sun shine warm upon your face.
& may you always be as happy as a leprechaun.
Ok that's my own twist to a little old Irish proverb—but when in Ireland, may the luck of the Irish be with ya lad.
It was a grand & groovy weekend as they might say; a weekend full of friar friends, Irish step dancing, shouting and singing, Barbours and rain boots. We started out based in Dublin—of course visiting the classic Guinness storehouse and heading up to the gravity bar for 360 views of the city below.
I have to say, I knew I was missing the colder weather over here in Rome, but I didn't realize how much I was craving that sharp air and breathtaking gusts of wind...and my coat collection.
The next day we were off to Galway—reconnecting again with some friars from back home. After all, being in Ireland reminded me a lot of PC campus—we have enough O'Briens, Patricks, pubs and Irish-catholics to be considered an Irish-isle.
Before we made our way into the quaint fishing town for some grub and sweater shopping, we made a pit stop at the Cliffs of Moher.
I was mesmerized by the blue waves meeting the vertical drop and the endless edge of the cliffs that actually made me feel as if I had met the edge of the world.
It captivated my thoughts, it made me realize what a small little speck I am here on the earth.
The cliffs allowed me to visualize before me the almighty power + massiveness + expanse there is in the world—and that if these are just one "chip off the block" that we call the Earth, than jeez...we are specs—mere dots in this world.
But you know what I thought was pretty neat about those cliffs, is how awe-inspiring and even graceful they felt. They are one of hundreds of beautiful things in this world to go and see.
& I smiled to myself, because what a phenomenal creator and God we have.