
One of the first things I did was to take a hike up the mountain Knocknarea to Queen Maeve's tomb..... it is reported that the mythical Queen Maeve, an ancient Irish warrior queen is buried atop Knocknarea.
As I was walking up the mountain path, a heavy mist formed blanketing the hill and creating a special aura around me. I continued with my climb feeling that I was meant to be there even though it was not clear where the edges to the climb began or ended. The mist got so heavy I could not see 20 feet in front of me ... as I approached the top of the hill, I was completed shrouded in mist all around me. The air was still and damp; It was so quiet. when out of the mist in front of me there arose the shape of the cairn or tomb mound as if speaking to me (see photo). I was alone except for a singing bird that seemed to come from out of nowwhere. The singing started as I was standing there ... a wistful and sweet sound.
In prayer I walked once around the cairn full circle - having no desire to climb up the hill of stones. It seemed as if the spirits were fully there. I felt a deep respect and love for the myth and ancient story ... buiochas le De... in thankfullness for Maeve and her new sweet life. She will bring goodness to this world....
Queen Maeve's Tomb - the cairn the top of Knocknarea

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