Bonus: Cú Chulainn rides over the hill

Cut from the middle of a yarn with Sam (if you want more of this kind of thing, let us know), Alex brings an orientation to Irish myth with the gaudy note of 7-year-old Cú Chulainn coming over the brow of a hill, swans-and-all.

And if the little fecker doesn’t dares us into a question for modernity…

Which bit of us is too big for this world?

What’s the business of being ‘true’ to that bit? Letting it all hang out?

And what does that have to do with our desire to belong, to be in touch with the world around us, the people, the places?

What if the word ‘goddess’ is our effort at saying the thing we most need?

What if the energy of goddess – the ‘get down dirty’, destruction, desire and gorgeous fecundity – is what the scruffy truth of ourselves is banging on about?

In other words, if there’s something ‘more to life’, if you want depth and connection with others, with purpose, with seasons, but it’s scary and hard to talk about, what if all we need to do is think less hard about it all?

Cú Chulainn is a mad energy. There’s nothing containable about a warp spasm.

Unless you’ve got a knack for showing the feminine and meaning it.

It’s a ‘move towards the grace’ of goddess.

Oh, and a few barrels of water.

“The unconditional acceptance of something still.”