Floating somewhere off the western coast of Scotland, and lapped by the salty sea, an enchanted isle drifts. Sometimes shrouded in soft mist and clouds, sometimes revealed by light, it captures the heart and lures us closer. There are many old tales of the voyages of brave heroes and saints who took to the waves in search of the treasures of the magical otherworld and its fairies. Perhaps this is Tir nan Og, the fabled Land of Youth where spring hides from winters grasp, and Angus Og sings to the birds of the love in his heart….
But don’t wait too long, in a moment the tide will turn and the light will vanish and with it all the magic. Go now in this moment as the thought flows through your head trailing magical threads in beautiful patterns among the paths and waves of your mind.