Welcome to Pilgrim Soul - A Nesting Space
A space to retreat from 'the desperate field of battle'.
To connect you (and me) with likeminded others.
To find a tribe, a community, a sense of belonging.
"Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field, where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. O beloved daughter of Hope and Memory, be with me for a little." ~ WB Yeats
When I came across these powerful words by WB Yeats, I immediately understood what he meant. I was blown away. I can't even tell you what it affirmed in me.
Ever since I can remember, I have sought refuge from the world.
I grew up in the countryside. Hay barns, fields, farms and forestry were the canvas on which to express ourselves and we did. We created little worlds of our own, we tended to them. We belonged. It was our place of retreat, the fortress of our becoming. It was our Avalon.
I think I have always yearned for that again. A world to which I could devote myself...to be free again, to be me again. Because we never stop becoming, do we?
We equate 'growing up' with becoming an adult and that once we reach adulthood, there's no more becoming. There's no one else I could be. This is it. This is me. We settle.
But it's not about growing up.. it's about growing out.
Pushing out our edges.
Embodying as much of ourselves as we can.
To me, this means to engage the creative self and sit in real, honest conversation with people that help reconnect you with your true self, your essence. To bear witness and to be witnessed. To keep alive in you, your hope, your joy, your spirit. To animate in you the person you already know you are, want to be, or are becoming. It's a devotion and a to come together in the practice of devotion, we need a sacred space. Pilgrim Soul is that space.
Join me, far from the madding crowd, in honour of hope and to nurture the memories of who we are, though creative self and soul nourishing activities.
Rathcormac Craft Village, Co Sligo.
In the shadow of the majestic Ben Bulben.
A half mile from the resting place of WB Yeats.
On the Wild Atlantic Way.
The Creative Spirit lives in all of us.
We just need a space to find it again.
Come and visit me in my studio Wed - Saturday or drop by the Farmers Market every Saturday 10-3.
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Always, Amanda xoxo