For the past couple of decades of my life, the wild places in which I’ve been fortunate enough to live have centred me and informed me. Taught me the most important lessons I’ve needed to learn. I’ve immersed myself in every bog, headland, beach, loch, wood. Rooted,...
It’s been clear to me for a long time now that my personal journey in this life has always been centred around the lessons I’ve learned from the places I’ve lived. I’ve written about this journey, about place and belonging, in both my nonfiction books, If Women Rose...
This post is for all those of you who have been wondering how our relocation from Ireland to Wales has been going, in the midst of a global pandemic. It’s for all those of you (and thank you for asking) who have wondered why I’ve been so quiet recently, on social...
This article refers to my new yearlong, interactive online course Celtic Studies: Myth, Tradition, Spirituality, which begins May 18, 2020. If you enrol before February 18, you have the option of paying in four monthly instalments (for an overall course fee of £250)....
You have to watch yourself, writing books. They have a tendency to write you. Imagine you’re in control at your peril. For me, it’s worse with nonfiction; every book I am embark upon sets off a heart-searching, a soul-searching. I’m now attempting to...
The experiences which have broken me open, torn open the veil and pushed me through, have always been about the land. Like feeling that you’re risking death each day, flying in a single-engined tin can in the bone-shattering afternoon turbulence of an empty New...
