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THE JOURNEY (Mary’s Posts)

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PUBLIC SPEAKING

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ABOUT

MEDIA

BENCH AND A TREE

While in Kinsale

While in Kinsale

A third of the way across the Bandon River bridge,gale winds threaten to hurl me off the sidewalk and onto the path of the oncoming cars. I am loatheto admit defeat, turn back, retrace hard-won steps enroute to the fort, the first one built to defend the harbor. And...
On Holiday

On Holiday

Our decision to remain in the same place for a week or so at a time as we explore Ireland was just what I needed. I do not feel like a tourist, more like one discovering the secrets of a new home. Every journey by foot. Every trip out the red door of this historic...
The Blue Room

The Blue Room

Only the bedspread is blue, a bedroom where bay windows are a lens into life inside a forest. It is not the sunny vista discussed every morning she awakened to my presence, but in this room  every morning, I feel her presenceand am anything but blue. “Hello, my...
Gaining Strength to Fly

Gaining Strength to Fly

How storm clouds swallowing the horizon seem to dissipatewhen I have no access to anythingbut you and meand this moment. How I wish to retreatinto this cocoon of comfortforever, never again to feel suffering for which I have no...
her death

her death

1. enticing blue skies last lingering leaf conflictedthose final hours 2.  heart sliced by painonslaught of torrential rainswimming to the sky our familiar bench bare limbs of locust drenchedground littered with leaves orphan in shadowshalting hoot of the Hornravine...
A Prayer

A Prayer

In the darkness created by those intentionally unravelling the threads of our Constitution, let me see the light that keeps me hopefulgoodness will prevail,that gives me courage to speak and live my own truth,that allows me to see the beauty beyond the...