I receive emails from people all over the world and many of them comment on the beauty of the place where I live on the West coast of Ireland. It is indeed a marvelous place to call home, with it’s soaring cliffs and the relentless pounding of the waves on the pebbled beach below my old stone cottage, but as in life, there is a price to pay and a balance to be struck.
My electricity is supplied by a generator and my water comes from a well at the bottom of my garden. Local villagers have offered to run a water pipeline to my cottage - I have thanked them and said no.
In the old Celtic world wells were considered sacred places, they were seen as thresholds between the dark, deeper, unknown, subterranean world and the outer world of light and form. The land of Ireland was understood in ancient times as the body of the goddess. Wells were reverenced as special apertures through which divinity flowed forth. Even to this day people visit sacred wells and springs. They walk several rounds of the well in a clockwork direction and often leave votive offerings. Different wells are thought to offer different kinds of healings.
When a well awakens in the mind, new possibilities begin to follow; you find within yourself a depth and excitement which you never knew you had.
So while hot piped water from the tap maybe something most people take for granted these days, I remain content with my daily pilgrimage through the brambles and nettles to that special place at the bottom of my garden where not only clear spring water bubbles forth but something quite magical as well.

The Full Moon is with us again from November 2nd. Last night I sat and gazed for a long time at the magical orb that cast its silvery light over the sea cliffs where I live. The Hunters Moon is the full moon that follows the Harvest Moon usually the biggest and brightest of the year, and nearest Samhain. So called since the fields have been reaped, hunters can ride over the stubble, and can more easily see the fox, also other animals, which have come out to glean and can be caught for a thanksgiving banquet after the harvest. This moon is simply magical, take time to look, gaze and drink in the ethereal power of this brightest of full moons. The psychic energy simply radiates from its core. Look at it while you can and concentrate hard, let yourself be in it’s thrall; then tell me psychic phenomena doesn’t exist!