The beam of light and the triple spiral

A montage of images from Newgrange at Winter Solstice by Anthony Murphy

Shortly I noticed that the beam of light was moving along the ground, in the dust, reaching forward slowly. And where I had been floating before, now I was sitting in a crouched position on the floor in the darkness. I looked around and could see the dim surface of big stones, to my left and right, and above me. The light crept forward slowly towards me. I realised that it was going to reach me, and that perhaps I might block its path. So I moved aside, and watched as it reached further back into this great stone chamber. It now seemed as though this small beam of light was illuminating the great cave I found myself in. The light had reached the furthest chamber, and there, upon one of the stones, was a beautiful carved symbol, a triple spiral. As soon as I saw it, I could sense that I was breathing again, that the air was moving about me, and I could feel my body again.

From 'Land of the Ever-Living Ones' by Anthony Murphy.

Gathering around the fire to tell stories

Another quote from Land of the Ever-Living Ones, about the value of fireside stories.

Moonset . . . the sadness of a thousand partings

Video - ancestors watched the stars and told stories

This is me reading a short passage from Land of the Ever-Living Ones, about how the ancestors watched the stars in the evening sky and told stories about them.