Come with me on an adventure, away to the far north west of the British Isles. We need to travel over many mountains, through the heart of the Cairngorms and on towards Kyle, and then we start to cross the waves. We move away from the safety and certainty of the mainland, out over the sea to Skye. Then travelling north and west through the Coullin, we finally reach the tip of the Isle of Skye at Uig, where we can gaze out across the Inner Minch to the distant hazy Isle of Harris. It already feels remote with an empty fresh breeze filling our lungs, and a silver silence ringing in our ears.
Once our feet have found the steady earth of Harris, we head ever North and West, with the sweet songs of the blue men of the Minch ringing in our ears. Eventually passing over Harris and then Lewis, the land runs out, and we are standing as far north and west as you can get on the British Isles. The wind tastes sweet and empty, and the waves roll and crash onto some of the oldest rocks on earth. Broken and chiseled into arches and caves, the ancient stone faces gaze silently out over the blue ocean.
We stumble onto a golden beach, where the rocks have settled into the features of an old bearded man. He gazes with his wind filled eye, out across the Atlantic towards Canada. Hundreds of his children sailed across these foam crested waves towards a new life, on an unknown piece of the green earth, far away over the ocean. Yet here on the edge of Lewis all feels settled , as though peace has reigned for thousands of years, watched over by the sea goddess Seonaid.
Here, on the soft golden sands of Eoropie, among the blue rolling waves, people have offered ale to the ancient sea goddess, for hundreds of years. In return she threw a harvest of soil enriching seaweed onto the beach on the spring and autumn full moons. Sharing the same name, I felt an affinity and waded out into the strong blue green waves.
The adventure had just begun, as the warm blue waves washed and tugged at my old soul and my old body. Everything could be renewed here, anything could be released, and the soft silk whispers of the sea breeze promised eternity, while the sparkling stars of the sun birthed me back to the here and now.
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