TO THE SUN

Greetings to you, sun of the seasons, as you travel the skies on high, with your
strong steps on the wing of the heights: you are the happy mother of the stars.

You sink down in the perilous ocean without harm and without hurt, you rise up
on the quiet wave like a young queen in flower.             
                                                 
      --  Scottish Gaelic; traditional folk prayer



Seamus
www.CelticBodyPrayers.com

Traveler it is time
To save a date
for your quiet sojourn
at Tara’s Meadow,
Beaver Isle
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Labor Day weekend wisdom exchange
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