Okay, my bloodline is infused with a lot of Irish blood and the coming St. Patrick's day is irksome for because all the local great Irish pubs are always too crowded and you can't get in one to save your mother's soul. Yes, I know it is holy day, but I am more universal in my spiritual philosophies. But I will have a drink at home and think of the great story telling that the Irish are known for throughout history. And I am not talking about leprechauns in neon green suits with orange hair. The Hound of Ulster and Epona come to my mind. Despite being a warrior culture the Irish were also know for their arts, music, and storytelling.
So I shall put on some Chieftains or Clannad, and raise a glass to my heritage. A great heritage. One day I hope to visit Ireland. Perhaps if I am ever successful as an author (I mean in the financial sense) I would like to live there. So as I write my stories of magic and warriors, I cling to that hope. The love of Ireland.
More next week.