Tuesday, 30 April 2013

Ukuleles and Catan!

   
Ever wonder what an International Volunteer at Tobar Mhuire does with her free time? Kate and I (and Paige, during her time here!) don't make a lot of money. And the money we do make goes to postage and travelling. Although, this year I've been slacking on sending postcards and letter! Sorry friends! So, we need activities that are both low cost and super fun. As a result, I spend most of my free time doing two things: playing Settlers of Catan and playing my ukulele.

Settlers of Catan, where to being? I played my first game of Catan after Paige's boyfriend, Steve, gave her the game when he was over after Christmas last year. As it was once explained to me, "Catan is a game of resource management." And, I think I will leave it at that! Paige is a master Catan player. I think I won ONE game out of the hundreds that we played...she both a master and ruthless! We introduced our two friends Caiomhe and Sinead to the game. Pretty much everything we hung out after that, Catan was played. And, I believe that it was Sinead's idea to play "Epic Catan" music in the background. It should come to no surprise to you that I was delighted to find out that Kate was also a Catan player. And, I was even more delighted to beat Kate's boyfriend, Doug, when he came over to visit :) All I can say is that this game is AWESOME. If you don't play...find someone who does and learn. Immediately.


One of the other wonderful things that Paige introduced to me was the ukulele. Paige plays the ukulele. And while I brought a third suitcase with me to Ireland, Paige brought her uke! Within a month I had given into the allure of the ukulele, and bought my very own uke! At least 3 nights a week Paige and I would play a game or two of Catan and then play our ukes until the wee hours of the morning...I'm sure our neighbors just LOVED us! Now, Kate did not play the ukulele, but within a month, she too was a proud order of uke! Ukuleles are contagious! 

Oh, and sometimes when it was really nice outside last spring, we take would our ukes outside and make videos..Enjoy!


                          


Wednesday, 24 April 2013

What's the Big Deal about CST?

Now that Lent is over, we at Tobar Mhuire needed to come up with a new theme for our blog. And we decided on...drum roll please...Catholic Social Teaching! Yours truly wrote the first blog with the intention of introduce people to Catholic Social Teaching and explaining why I think its so important. Enjoy!

"To be honest, as popular as service trips and immersion experiences are in the United States, I have never been one. Until two years ago, I never volunteered in either my local or global community. I took a class on Catholic Social Teaching as an undergraduate student. Of course I agreed with themes and principles that were taught in class, but I left the learning in the classroom. When I went to Boston College to study Theology, despite the world renowned ethics professors, I had no serious interest in taking any of their classes. My whole faith experience was based on me and Jesus.

 And all of a sudden, that changed. I moved. I actually moved six houses down the street and my world changed forever. I move in with five amazing people, people who were dedicated to advocating for equality, for women’s rights, for the end of domestic violence, and for the poor and marginalized  both in Boston and the developing world. I had the honour of living and learning from a community committed to justice and I have become a better person because of it.

I learned that my family is bigger than my mom, dad, sister and brother. I learned that my community is bigger than my friends, colleagues, and professors.

 I saw the face of Jesus in my house mates. Their commitment to loving their neighbor, no matter his or her race, gender, occupation, education level, socio-economic position, or sexual orientation, was a powerful reminder to me who Jesus Christ was. He was one to dine with the sinner, reach out and touch the sick, and built relationships with those most marginalized in his society. It was Jesus who said, “Whatever you do to the least of my people, that you do unto me.”In my case, it was “whatever you DIDN’T do for the least of my people, that you DIDN’T do unto to me.” I soon began to realize my faith compels me to do something.

The big question becomes, what can I do? How do I begin this task of advocating and promoting justice? The answer came to me in the form of Catholic Social Teaching. What is Catholic Social Teaching? It is the comprehensive teaching of the Catholic Church, informed by the Gospels and the lived experiences of Christians, on social, political, and economic issues. Popes have written encyclicals, bishops have created statements, and theologians have decided their lives to exploring, nuancing, updating, and reflecting upon Catholic Social Teaching.

Catholic Social Teaching (CST) gives us concrete steps for putting our faith into action. CST gives us seven different themes that help shape our actions.

·      Life and Dignity of the Human Person
·      Call to Family, Community, and Participation
·      Rights and Responsibilities
·      Option for the Poor and Vulnerable
·      Dignity of Work and the Rights of Workers
·      Solidarity
·      Care for Creation

For the next seven weeks, a different team member is going to be reflecting on one of these themes. The hope is that we will both learning more about each theme and be inspired to incorporate the themes into our lives. The key is to start small. I challenge you to find one practical and concrete way you can express each week’s theme in your everyday life. Just one thing. But if we all do one thing, think of the difference we will make!"




Monday, 15 April 2013

I Saw the Pope!

The highlight of my trip was seeing the Pope and witnessing (and participating in) Pope Francis' inaugural mass as the Bishop of Rome.  I was not expect to be able to see the Pope. Kate and I are running a Eastertide Bible study and we meet on Wednesday evenings, so attending the Pope audience on Wednesday afternoon was out of the question. So, being able to see him was even more of a blessing!

When I woke up on the day that I was traveling back to Rome from Greece, I received and email from Kate informing me that the word on the street (aka the word in the Passsionist House that we were staying at) was that the Pope was to say a mass at either 5 or 5:30 at San Giovanni in Laterno. My flight was to get in at 3.30 into Rome...so my ability to make it to the mass was dependant upon a quick transport from the airport into the city centre.

On the way into the main termini station, the rumours were confirmed. As the bus drove past the cathedral I saw the big TV was set up, police men and women were strategically places, and tons of people were already outside of the Church. When I got into the station, I hopped on the metro and arrived outside the church 20 minutes before the mass started...perfect timing!

It was a very powerful experience, despite the fact that I could not understand the liturgy. Since it was the Pope inaugural mass as the Bishop of Rome, everything was said in Italian. But, just seeing with my own to eyes, and being in close proximity to the man who has been tasked with representing, guiding, and loving the Catholic Church was extremely powerful. I remember standing there thinking, as a Catholic, "It doesn't get better than this."

Being able to participate in such an international mass (there were clearly people there from all over the world), for me, highlighted the universal nature of the Catholic Church. We all were able to enter into the mystery of the liturgy despite the language we spoke or the country we called home. We all believed the same thing, we all desire to enter into communion with one another, and we all cheered when we saw Pope Francis. Much like those two children in the airport, the language didn't matter. Words are not a barrier for love. And what I experienced that day was a love for the Catholic faith, a love for the Eucharist, and a love for our Pope.




"Brothers and sisters, 

Buona sera! I thank you so much for your company in today's Mass. Thank you so much! I ask you to pray for me. I need it. Don't forget this. Thanks to all of you! And let us all go forward together, the people and the Bishop, all together, going forward always in the joy of the Resurrection of Jesus. He is always at our side. 


May God bless you!... 
Many thanks! See you soon!"     -Pope Francis April 7, 2013

Saturday, 13 April 2013

The Power of Play

While I was standing in the line waiting to board my flight from Rome to Thessaloniki, I witnessed something really awesome. As it happened, there were two families waiting in front of me. One family was Italian, the other was Greek. After the two mom conversed in English, they discovered that they both had 5 year olds. The little Italian boy was clearly very outgoing...and a very advanced "sharer." After spotting the other boy, he immediate went to his dad and pulled out two play dragons and offered one to the other boy. The Greek boy was a bit shyer, but after a little encouragement from his mom, he put the iPhone down and cautiously started to play with the other boy. Within minutes the most epic dragon battle was underway. The two were laughing and having the best of time. The funniest part was that they kept talking...in two different languages! The fact that they couldn't verbally understand each other did not prevent the two from forming a friendship.The words didn't matter. Sometimes, especially when traveling, its easy to think that language is an impossible barrier, or at least a huge hurdle that needs to be accounting for. But, these two boys reminded me that there are expressions more powerful than words...and in this case, it was play.

Monday, 1 April 2013

Christ is Risen!

The Tobar Mhuire Retreat Team and Community has just finished of our Easter Celebrations with a day of good food, good company, and LOTS of rest! It was a whirlwind of a Holy Week, but I wouldn't want it any other way! I've had a very powerful, moving, and blessed past few days. I want to (and will) share more about our lovely services and Kate will be a guest blogger as she shares her experience on the Holy Week Retreat lead by Fr. Tom C.P. But, for this blessed Easter night, I want to leave you with this....A video I created that features the meditation hymn we used at the Easter Vigil. The song is "Christ is Risen" by Matt Maher and it was beautifully preformed by the Tobar Mhuire Youth and Young Adult Music Ministry. I am blessed to be able to sing with such talented young people, and I dare you to think otherwise after listening to this!


Monday, 18 March 2013

Beannacht Lá Fhéile Pádraig

A day late, but Happy St. Patrick's Day! Or, more literally, Blessing of St Patrick's Day!

Both living in in the US and now in Ireland, I have the impression that us Americans believe that the Irish people don't celebrate St. Patrick's Day as much as Irish Americans, or all Americans (We're all Irish on St. Paddy's Day!), do. And, I don't think that is true. I have had a amazing week embracing my Irish culture and celebrating the life of St. Patrick, and I thought I'd share with you what my celebrations looked like!

1.) Since the new year, I've been taking Irish lessons at the Lecale Gaelic Society in Downpatrick. Last week, instead of our typical "rang na gaelige" we participated in the Society's lá fhéile Pádraig celebration. The hall were all decked out with green and shamrocks, we had traditional stew and wheaten bread...yummy, the more advanced classes took part in a storytelling contest, and then there was singing and traditional music well into the night!

2.) Belfast City Council hosted a week-long St. Patrick's Day festival. Lots of Irish music events, Irish films, history lectures, activities for kids, and a parade. On Saturday I participated in a free tin whistle lesson in the City Hall! I had so much fun. I even bought a tin whistle music book on the walk back to my car!











3.) While killing some time in the Belfast welcome center before my tin whistle class, I discovered that St. Oliver Plunkett, a Catholic Church in West Belfast, was having a bi-lingual mass on St. Patrick's Day! And, so that's how I started my day. I was greeted by blue skies, had a lovely drive up to Belfast, and really enjoyed the Irish-English Mass. My friend Kevin always says that it is through prayers and poetry that the Irish Language is at its bests, and after this Mass I couldn't agree more. Having taken Irish lessons for a few months, I could pick up a few words here and there. There was also a screen that had the people's responses in Irish so people could read along (as if you could just "read along" in Irish if you've never had any lessons!). I really enjoyed how different members of the community read the Prayers of the Faithful (in Irish) and my favorite intentions was: "We pray for all the Irish people, those aboard and those have come to living in our great country." To which we responded: "A Thiarna, bí ceannsa agus éist linn" (Lord, graciously hear us). They also played a song I've never heard before, "Hail Glorious St. Patrick."




4.) Okay, okay. I couldn't help myself! Its not St. Patrick's Day if you don't have a Guinness! Sláinte!


                           















Thursday, 14 March 2013

Reflections on our new Pope...based on Facebook

Today is an exciting day for the lives for Catholics. And, over the past month, I've realized just how many dedicated Catholic friends I have. I mean it shouldn't be surprising. I am a Catholic, I went to Catholic schools for almost 20 years, and I work at a Catholic retreat center. But it surprised me nonetheless as I scrolled through my Facebook page, day after day, just how many Catholic posts, comments, articles, and pictures my Facebook friends were posting. To be honest, this evening after the big announcement came, I was caught of guard when anything other then Papal news popped up on my Facebook page! This evening  as I looked through the many Facebook updates, I noticed a few themes that emerged. And, since I have a blog, I thought I would share them with you.

1.) Everyone is happy. Everyone is hopeful. Everyone is sharing in the joy of the moment. I have friends that represent all different points of the theological spectrum. I have very conservative friends,  ultra liberal friends, and those who fit in somewhere between. And, everyone is happy...and more importantly, everyone is hopeful. I find this both unique and reassuring. It is a unique experience, because often times people who are on the extremes of the theological spectrum find it hard to relate to each other and would have very different views of matters of faith and justice. Yet, there was an instance of unity. And, this unity and hope is very reassuring. The overall message I received via Facebook was hope that our new leader, the new vicar of Christ, would make the Church a more vibrant and relevant institution. Now, I am sure there is much disagreement as to what a vibrant and relevant Church looks like...but I'll just leave that debate for later. At the end of the day, strong Catholics, liberal or conservative, desire and pray for a vibrant and relevant Church that can communicate the good new of Jesus Christ. Now, that is an institution that I want to be a part of.

2.) Once the excited of "WE HAVE A POPE!!!!!" sunk in a bit, people began to wonder who is Pope Francis I, aka Cardinal Jorge Bergoglio. And, we are instantly drawn to his humanness. As we all Google searched and listened to the Vatican insiders, we began to post the "important" things about our new Pope...the things that we want people to know Pope Francis. I saw no posts about this academic credentials (and they are nothing to put your nose up at!) and for the most part, no one commented on this theological views. The first things that I saw about our new Pope highlighted how human he is. People immediately posted about how, even as a Cardinal, he took public transportation, cooked his own meals and lived in humble accommodation. I even saw this lovely picture of him on a bus. What a witness.


Next, I saw posts about the humanness of his first words as Pope. As one friend quoted him, "And now let us begin this journey, the Bishop and people, this journey of the Church of Rome, which presides in charity over all the Churches, a journey of brotherhood in love, of mutual trust. Let us always pray for one another. Let us pray for the whole world that there might be a great sense of brotherhood." We are attracted to a Pope who both prays for us and asks that we pray for him. And, we love him for that. We love that we have a Pope that we can relate too. How may times have I taken people transportation, cook my humble meals, and had to keep the heat at 65 F? And how many times have I asked for prayer? To have a Pope share in these experiences is so humanizing.  We can only hope that our new Pope can continue to relate to his flock and present the Gospel message in a way that reaches people of our time.

3.) People LOVE their Jesuits! Through education, the Society of Jesus has reached out and touched the lives of so many young people...me included! My first reaction was "I <3 Jesuits!" and then I lamented over the fact that I didn't bring my I <3 Jesuit t-shirt to Ireland! (But in all serious, I am totally bummed I cannot go into work tomorrow wearing that t-shirt with pride!) What a testament to the work of the Jesuits. In a world that is becoming increasingly skeptical of institutionalized religion, the Jesuits are reaching out and engaging young people, and forming them into young men and women that are committed to their community, Church, world, God and, of course, their Jesuits!

As time goes on, people will become more critical of our new Pope. Some people will become more excited about him and other will become less excited. We will scrutinize his writings and official statements, and we will pass judgments on the man. But, I will always remember those first few hours when there was true unity and hope within the Church, when we celebrated the humanness of this holy man, and when we (or at least those of us who attended Jesuit schools!) expressed our love and appreciated for the Society of Jesus. I, like so many of my Facebook friends, am hopeful. I am hopeful that under the leadership of Pope Francis, the Catholic Church will be a relevant source of good that champions human rights and fosters spiritual growth. And so, Your Eminence Pope Francis, I pledge my prayers to you and I know that you will pray for me.

Monday, 11 March 2013

International Women's Day: Part 1

Recently, Kate and I have decided that we wanted to start offering monthly ecumenical prayer services that call attention to and pray for particular social justice issues. In February  in honor of LGBT awareness month, Kate organized a "We are Dignified" prayer service that celebrated the dignity of all people, with a particular emphasis on the LGBT community. And then, on the eve of International Women's Day, I planned a prayer service that recognized and celebrated the voices of women around the world. We used a beautiful litany honoring women poets from around the world, prayers, scripture readings, and intentions that celebrate women, and I gave a guided meditation. If you have a few minutes, prayerful read through my meditation and watch the inspiring video "One Woman" written for UN Women.


"As we prepare for our meditation, find a comfortable position. You may, put your feet flat on the floor and place your hands gently on your lap, or you may find a position that is comfortable for you. When you are ready, close your eyes, and take a deep breath in…and then exhale.

Take a moment to reconnect with your body... As you do, take some time to reconnect with all the women in your life. …

Think about all the women in your life…your mother, your sister, a friend, a teacher, a co-worker...

Think about the women who may have made just a short appearance in your life… think about the women who have touched your heart time and time again…

As all of these amazing women flood your mind and heart, focus on just one. Who is she?  What does she look like? How has she touched your heart? What are the good moments you have shared? What are the difficult storms you have weathered? What have you learned from her?

As you sit with her, remembering, cherishing, and celebrating the time you spent together, thank her. Thank her for the goodness she brings into the world. Thank her for the impact she has made in your life and in the lives of others. Thank her for her unique and inspiring story. And lastly, thank her for being a woman, who reflects the image of God.

Now, take a moment and say good-bye. As you say good-bye, remember every women has a story that deserves to be remembered, cherished and celebrated. Remember that every woman has touched the life of someone, just like the woman you have been remembering has touched your life.

When you are ready, gentle open your eyes and join me in watching this short video that celebrates women from around the world…"


International Women's Day

Thursday, 7 March 2013

Lenten Blog... aka I'm in the Huffington Post!!!

One of Tobar Mhuire's Lenten offerings is a weekly blog. Every Wednesday one of the fabulous Tobar Mhuire team reflects on the Sunday Psalm. It's a great way to give people continued spiritual nourishment from the comfort of their own home, and it's been a good way for us to increase the traffic to our website! Then, my very clever co-worker, Kate, discovered that the Huffington Post is running a Lenten blog special too! They are reblogging posts from all different blogs...and a number of ours have been chosen!!! Including mine! I was so excited when I found out...I mean, how cool is that, being featured on the Huffington Post! So, click here to read my blog on Psalm 51, or just keep reading!

Psalm 51 

3 For I know my transgressions, and my sin is ever before me. 4 Against thee, thee only, have I sinned, and done that which is blameless in thy judgment. 5 Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity, and in sin did my mother conceive me. 6 Behold, thou desires truth in the inward being; therefore teach me wisdom in my secret heart. 12 Restore to me the joy of salvation, and uphold me with a willing spirit. 13 Then I will teach transgressors thy ways, and sinners will return to thee. 14 Deliver me from blood-guiltiness, O God, thou God of my salvation, and my tongue will sing aloud of thy deliverance. 17 The sacrifice acceptable to God is a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, thou will no despise.


“Just say it already!” I do not know how many times I have heard that phrase being used. But, I do remember one instance when I yelled it…to myself. I was living in Boston at the time and the stress of an important paper for my graduate degree was looming over me. I remember running into my housemate before one of my classes and I ended up saying something really insensitive. It was not until my walk home a few hours later that I realized how hurtful I had been. When I unlocked the door, I knew my housemate was in her room and I knew I had to apologize. As I made my way down the corridor I thought of every excuse and rationalization for my words, but only an apology would do. I was in the wrong and I knew it. As I stood outside her door, I finally heard this voice in my head yelling, “Just say it already!” And with a deep breath, I did. 

Why did I apologize? Because I was in the wrong and I wanted to restore my relationship with my housemate. The only way to restore that relationship was to take ownership of my words, apologizes to her, and hope that she would forgive me and would want to continue on our path of friendship.   

Why was it so hard for me to apologize? There was no question about who was in the right and who was in the wrong. I learned that one of the most difficult things to do is look someone in the eyes and admit that I was wrong, to admit that I made a mistake, to admit I have sinned. But, this is the message we receive from Psalm 51. Instead of trying to sweep his mistakes under the rug, we see David lamenting, “For I know my transgressions, and my sin is ever before me,” and begging, “Deliver me from blood-guiltiness, O God.” This shows us how important it is to take ownership of our wrongdoing. 

While the psalm teaches us the importance to taking ownership of our wrongdoing, it does not make it easy. Before David mustered up the courage to make his proclamation to God, there probably was a little voice in his head yelling, “Just say it already!” No matter how hard it maybe, in both our human relationships and in our relationship with God, there will be times when we need to apologize for our words and actions. Until we accept the fact that we have sinned and apologize, we cannot hope to repair the damaged relationship.

The beauty of this psalm and the beauty of our relationship with God is that the story doesn’t end with us and our sin. That’s only the beginning! The Christian faith is not centered on mistakes and sins, but on forgiveness and new relationships. We see David speaking with confidence that God would restore to him the joy of salvation and that God would not despise a broken and contrite heart. It is with the same confidence that we should approach God. If we apologize with sincerity and strive to live a better life, we too will not be despised.

So, as we remember our sins and our shortcomings, let this Ash Wednesday be an opportunity for growth rather than guilt. Give us the courage this Lenten season to begin repairing the broken relationships in our lives. And, lastly, pray that our individual apologies and the collective apology of the Church will become a catalyst for a new and deeper relationship with God and others.

Saturday, 23 February 2013

Tobar Mhuire's Greatest Hits!

So, I am currently working on a blog post about the retreat center most popular retreat:The Gifts of the Holy Spirit: The Adventure is Just Beginning. But, as I was typing I realized there was one part of the retreat that is so awesomely amazing that it deserves its own post. And so, this post is dedicated to the song that will be track #1 Tobar Mhuire's Greatest Hits: Father Abraham.
You know…Father Abraham had many sons, and many sons had Father Abraham…I am one of them, and so are you…so let’s just praise the Lord! Not only are these inspiring lyrics, but there was totally awesome actions that go with it. Be honest with yourself. You know and LOVE this song.
If for some sad reason you’ve never heard this little ditty before, check out you the tube video and imgine that these crazy kids are Paige and I.
Paige and I LOVE this song. Paige plays the tune on the uke and I jump around like a crazy person, what can I say, we make a great team! And now that Kate has joined the team, we both jump around like crazy people! In my experience, there’s no better way to start the day with 11 year olds. I have done this song with every group so far and every time the reaction of the crowd is the same.
First, you make them all stand up and take off their jackets, warning them that about how CRAZY it is going to get. They slowly stand up and while they’re not saying anything, their body language is screaming, “Oh, right… how crazy can two Americas and a ukulele be?” They clearly haven’t met anyone quite like us yet!
Second, you sing the song to the group. At this point, they stare at you in disbelief… “Oh, no…I am NOT singing that!”
Third, the call and response… they are still staring and you need to work really hard to get them all to sing along. At this point, you need to remember, they are only 11. They haven’t reach the “I’m way to cool for everything” stage so just stay strong.
Fourth, you make it through the song for the first time and call out the first motion “RIGHT ARM.” Now the tides begin to change. A few smiles being to crack…
Fifth, “RIGHT ARM, LEFT ARM,” even the “cool guy” begins to give in to the awesomeness.
Sixth, there is a scientifically proven correlation between the number of motions and the amount of laughter in the room. After three or fourth motions, you’ve totally won them over…everyone loving it. I mean really, what 11 year old doesn’t like jumping around in a circle screaming?
Seventh, the big finale…“RIGHT ARM, LEFT ARM, RIGHT FOOT, LEFT FOOT, NOD YOUR HEAD, STICK OUT YOUR TONGUE, TURN AROUND, SIT DOWN!!!” Everyone is laugh, gasping for air, and completely dizzy. What can I say, its good craic!
It’s a crowd pleaser… a guaranteed success. We’ve even had groups request to sing it again at the end! I always say at the beginning that is going to be crazy…and I do not lie about my bible songs

Tuesday, 19 February 2013

Let's Start at the Very Beginning

Most of us are familiar with the beloved musical, "The Sound of Music." Whenever I think about my first months in Ireland I immediately start singing,

"Let's start at the very beginning,
A very good place to start
When you read you begin with A-B-C
When you sing you begin with do-re-mi
When you start ministry programs you begin with databases"

Wait? That's not right, but it has definitely been my experience! 

I was lucky enough to be able to meet with Fr. John in person when I was still living in Boston. He was able to provide some context for Paige's and my work, and answer some of our questions. We knew going into it that Tobar Mhuire had just reopened as a retreat center (it was actually a school for Passionists students at one point!) and we knew that there was no established youth ministry program in place. But, there was no way to really understand the task that Paige and I had waiting for us. 

Neither of us had any experience in program creation and development, so we had quite a shock when we were shown our office. An empty office with empty desks and empty filing cabinets. There were no databases with previous retreatants, schools, or anything. We didn't even have a specific target audience, just "youth and young adults." There was absolutely nothing.  We were starting completely from scratch.

Building a ministry program is like building a house. You need to have a strong foundation. And that is what Paige and I created. It was hard and tedious work. For the first month, we researched and sought out as many people as we could to meet and talk to about the current climate of youth ministry in Ireland. Unfortunately, there were more un-returned calls and emails than I wish to say. On top of that, the youth ministry was "our project" and as a result Paige and I received very little help from the rest of the Retreat Team. There is a real value in begin an independent worker. I would like to think that when given a manageable and realistic task, I am self motivated. But, sometimes last year (and this year) I felt isolated and I craved more of a team environment. 

After our preliminary assessment of youth ministry in the North of Ireland, we moved into the database and brochure making period. Paige and I made databases for everything under the sun - primary schools, high schools, other youth ministry programs in the area, dioceses and many, many parishes. And after the databases and brochures had been made, we mailed and we mailed. And after the mailing, we waited for the phone to ring. And, it did.

I have now facilitated well over 20 retreats for both youths and adults. I've had opportunities to create prayer services, faith development opportunities and service projects. And, much of that is thanks to the hours that Paige and I dedicated to creating a firm foundation for the youth and young adult ministry to be built on. 

In all honesty, it took almost an entire year to create a functioning foundation. I use the word functioning intentional, because there is still a great need to continue identifying more supporters, collaborators, and allies. But, I have done what I could, and I have done it to the best of my ability. I am proud of what I am leaving behind: a starting point. While they may be few, Tobar Mhuire's youth and young adult ministry does have supporters, collaborators, and allies. Now the task is to continue fostering the relationships that have already been developed and to identify and nurture more healthy working relationships. Good luck 2013-2014 volunteers!    

P.S. I know you all have been humming Do-Re-Mi in your heads. So here you go, have a wee sing-a-long. You know you want too! 




Saturday, 16 February 2013

April Holidays: Part 2

After all the excitment of the Easter Triduum, Paige and I adapted well to the Irish tradition of taking off for "Easter Week!" And, Portugal treated us VERY well! Lush accommodations, amazing food and drink, the pool, the beach, and, of course, the sun!  #itsahardlife


April Holidays: Part 1


 A wee sheep, some peeps, pictures from the Easter Vigil, and some beautiful handmade Easter baskets! 

"A Day of Prayer for a Listening Church:" Ash Wednesday 2013

Every year on Ash Wednesday Tobar Mhuire opens up its doors for the whole day and welcomes all those seeking a place for prayer. We have a formal opening and closing prayer service, a reading (or singing) of a lament psalm to mark each hour, and continuous adoration of the Blesses Sacrament. This year the day was entitle "A Day of Prayer for a Listening Church," which fits into our Lenten theme of storytelling. It was a day for us, as a Church, to listen to God's story.

Kate and I took on the responsibility of planning the opening prayer service, and we really enjoyed the experience. We wove together more tradition elements, like Taize style singing, and more creatively elements, like ending the service with the opportunity for those present to illustrate how their individual story fits into the ultimate story of salvation. (Yep, crayons in the chapel!) And, yours truly gave the reflection!

Enjoy my thoughts on God's story, our stories, and the words spoken as we receive our ashes!


"Today is very special day in the life of the Church. Today marks the beginning of Lent. Through these next 40 days we are going to be remembering and retelling the story of Jesus’ last days.  It is a suspenseful story full of unexpected twists and turns. It is a story of broken relationships, a story of betrayal, a story of heartbreak, but ultimately, it is a story of love. It is the story of God’s great and unending love for humanity. It is the story of God’s only begotten Son who offers his life so that we might gain salvation. In my opinion, it is the greatest love story ever told.

For those of you who read our brochure, you would know that we entitled today as “A Day of Prayer for a Listening Church.” Today is an opportunity to listen to God’s story and allow ourselves to be inspired, refreshed, and challenged by it. God’s story is the story of salvation. It is the story of our salvation.

What I like to call the greatest love story ever told, theologians like to call Salvation History.  What is Salvation History? Well, you already know the answer…because you just heard it. It is the creation story, it is the story of the Ark, of Abraham and Sarah, of Moses. It is the story of the prophets and the early Church. Salvation history incorporates all of the Bible stories that we hold dear to our hearts. Ultimately, it is the ongoing story of the relationship between God and humanity.  

The climax of the story is the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ. Now, I use the word climax intentionally, because it is not the end. While in a few weeks we will celebrate Good Friday and reverence the cross on which our salvation was won, it is not say that the story is over.  There is no question about God’s promises, salvation has been won, but the story continues to unfold around us. Just as the Old and New Testament figures had their role to play in salvation history, so do we.

What an honour, to have a part to play in the story of salvation. Think about that for a second. Maybe even say quietly to yourself, “I have a part to play in the story of salvation.” Let the magnitude of that statement sink in.

When I was writing this reflection, that statement caught me off guard. I never thought about how my very existence is part of the story of salvation, or at least I never thought about it in those exact words.  As I let myself take in that statement, I had so many thoughts running through my head. First, I was amazed that I would have my own unique contribution to make. Then, I got all excited as I thought about what I am going to do and what my role is going to look like. And then, I panicked, “What can I do?”

That is a serious soul-searching question, “What is my part to play in the story of salvation?” And, it began to overwhelm me. I found solace in a somewhat surprising place. I found solace in the words that are spoken as we receive our ashes. “Turn away from sin and be faithful to the Gospel.”  It is that simple. Every day I need to wake and decide to turn away from sin and be faithful to the Gospel. It’s also that challenging. Every. Day. I need to wake up and decide to turn away from sin and be faithful to the Gospel.

By choosing to turn away from sin we open ourselves up more completely to God. But not allowing sin to creep into our lives we create a space or a home for God in our heart. And as for begin faithful to the Gospel, just think of the golden rule. “Love the Lord your God will all your heart, all your mind and all your soul. And love your neighbour as yourself.” If we take this command seriously, every moment of our lives provides us with an opportunity to be faithful to the gospel.

The words spoken as we receive our ashes can be our starting point, but where we end up is the exciting part! Just think about it. What if tomorrow morning we all woke up and tried our very hardest to turn away from sin and tried to the best of our ability live as faithfully to the Gospel in our everyday lives, where would we end up? It’s hard to say, but what I do know is that we all would do amazing things; we all would do different amazing things.

We all have different gifts, talents, interests and careers. That is what makes us special. That is what gives us our own unique story. Thinking about our lives as a part of salvation history is both humbling and energizing. It gives us purpose. It gives our lives meaning beyond the 50, 80, or 90 years that we are blessed with. Our life stories are important and necessary parts the bigger story of the Church and the even bigger story of salvation.

We all have our own unique part to play. So what is yours going to be?" 

Sunday, 10 February 2013

March 2012: It's YouTube Video Time!

If a picture is worth 1000 words,  then I have no idea how many words this gem is worth...



(Of all the pictures and video...this had to be the one YouTube puts as the cover?!?)

March 2012: Part 1

We could not help ourselves...we had to go to Dublin for St. Patrick's Day! We saw the parade, listened to some music, and of course had a Guinness. We also had the most delicious hot chocolate...ever. If you're ever in Dublin, check out Butler's! 





Friday, 8 February 2013

A Guide to Making Friends

When I moved to Ireland, the only person I knew was my co-worker and fellow BC alum, Paige. No surprise there. What I did not know was how difficult it can be to make friends. When you are in school, whether high school, college, or graduate school, it is fairly easy to make friends. Of course it is scary when you start a new school or move to a new place. But, when you are in school you have so many opportunities to meet people. For example, at the School of Theology and Ministry, I met people through my classes, talks/lectures, school liturgies, and school sponsored social events. I suppose that people often make friends at their work through lunch breaks and general office chatter...but what do I really know about traditional work settings!

Without the comforts of school, a traditional work setting, and living in the middle of nowhere, Paige and I found it very difficult to make friends. As a result, our first 6-7 months was a very isolating experience.  The community of priests and the other Tobar Mhuire employees are amazing, but there is something really important about spending time with people in your own age group. Of course, Paige and I had a lot of fun together, and I am so grateful for her company and friendship. Despite all of our ukulele nights,  we both craved more social settings. Once Paige went back home and it became clear that Kate, my new amazing co-worker and fellow BC alum, was not going to be over until November, I had to take this whole "friend-making" thing to a new level.

So, if you ever find yourself in a new place and are having a hard time making friends, here are some tips!

The most important thing about making friends is being bold. I hate being in social situations where I do not know anyone. It is so scary (Who am I going to talk to?), so awkward (What do I say?!?), and so stressful (I hope people like me!). I typically try to avoid these situations like the plague. But, you are never going to make friends if you do not put yourself out there. So, be bold. Take a few deep breaths, and then just do it. This is a instance where the pain is definitely worth the gain. 

1.) Find a Church with an active young adult ministry. This is a lesson that Paige taught me! Paige tried out a  number of different Protestant churches until she found the Christian Fellowship Church (CFC) in Belfast. She told me there were lots of young people and that they give you free coffee. I was sold. We liked to go to the more informal cafe Church. It was great because it gave us a reason to get out of the house, we got to be around lots of lively people who took their faith seriously, and it encouraged us to stay in the city and enjoy an afternoon in Belfast!

2.) Join a young adult faith sharing group. This is a great way to get to know people very quickly, and it combines a social setting with some structure! Paige and I joined a young adult small group hosted by CFC. While Paige only got to attend a few meetings, I've been a regular member and Kate has jumped right into the group! The social aspect is nice, but as a person of faith it is strengthening and refreshing to be surrounded and supported by other young people who take their faith seriously. It has also been a really unique experience because I'm a Catholic. I never felt uncomfortable about being Catholic, people will often ask me questions about what Catholics think, and I get to learn about their ideas and beliefs. yay...we love being ecumenical! Some people spend their whole week waiting on Friday, well for me its Tuesday! I love everyone in my small group and am sooo grateful that they are in my life!

3.) Don't look a gift-horse in the mouth. When you are looking for friends, be grateful for any opportunity  you get. The first two friends that Paige and I made were two people that Fr. John wanted us to contact about helping with the music at Tobar Mhuire. We had no idea who these two people (sisters) where when we called them to set up a meeting. But, they turned out to be the most awesome people ever! I am so grateful for Caoimhe and Sinead and how much they went out of their way to be welcoming and friends with us! xxxxx, or as Davina would say kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss. I also had the chance to spend time with the two Passionist Students, Frank and Gareth. And I am happy to call them friends...especially because they live in London.

4.) Learn a Language. Once Paige left me (sad day!) I had lots of time on my hands, so I asked a friend of Fr. John to give me Irish lessons. While I mostly had informal lessons with Kevin, it was still an opportunity to get out of the house, be with another human being, and I formed a really special relationship with Kevin. While I was trying to make friends once Paige left, I still had a lot of evenings at home by myself. Instead of watching TV all the time, I started practicing my Irish. Kevin was kind enough to give me lessons for free, but he also teaches Irish for a few Irish culture centres in Belfast and for Sinn Féin sponsored courses...needless to say, he is very involved in the Irish language/culture scene. Kevin often invited me to different events at the Irish centres and he even got me onto a Sinn Féin sponsored weekend course! All of which were great ways to meet people and socialize. I really hope that I end up near an Irish culture centre in the States so I can use tip 4 in my future friend-making pursuits! To find out more about how much I love the Irish language read my post "For the Love of the Language." 

5.) Be creative. There are many ways to meet people...but they just don't always jump out at you. No matter where you are there are bound to be people who have similar interests as you, the trick is finding them. So, I'm an American living outside of Belfast. As the 4th of July was approaching, I began to think to myself, "I can't be the only American in the area". I emailed the US consulate asking if they knew of any Americans who would be celebrating this fine holiday. They put me in touch with the "Ulster American Women's Club." Yes, there is a whole group of American women living in Ulster who get together once a month! AMAZING! I went to the 4th of July BBQ and also the Thanksgiving Party and I'm part of the facebook group. It is always great to meet up with the ladies because they all know what it's like to be in a new place and really go out of their way to make you feel welcome!

6.) Take up a sport. Joining a sports team is great so many reasons. The top two being it's good exercise and it's a good way to make friends. This is especially good for people who are overwhelmed by small talk because most the time you are running drills! One night I was watching the local news and they ran a special on a women's rugby development team in Belfast. The thing about a development team is that it's a new team and therefore you do not need to have any experience. So, after a little Google searching I found the Malone RFC, got in touch with the women's coach, and thus began my membership to a rugby team! CRAZYYY! And it truly was a great way to make friends. The ladies and coaches are total class! Beside the practices and games there is a social side of rugby. The team would often meet up to watch the Ulster team or the other Malone teams play and there is a bar right in the clubhouse! How convenient! 

I did all of these things and I did most of them by myself. It was a lot of effort and I was in a lot of uncomfortable situations at first. But, it was 100% worth it. I now have friends! And it's an amazing feeling. I am so much happier than my "pre-friend time". I feel more connected to the area. I have learned lots of new things. And, I have more confidence. The only downside is that having so many amazing people in my life will just make the leaving harder. :( 


February 2012

February = Fun


February was a big month: We saw a rainbow, went to Dublin, went out on the town in Belfast with our new friends Caoimhe and Sinead, discovered meerkat gummies, saw more beautiful things, annnnd hosted an open mic night for the youths of Crossgar and beyond! 

Thursday, 7 February 2013

January 2012


These are all picture of Paige's and my explorations of the North Coast. Some of the highlights are the Giant's Causeway, the Glen's of Antrim, Malin's Head (the northern most point of Ireland) and lots of adorable towns and gorgeous scenery on the way! Oh, and that random guy...that's my co-worker Brian! He was such a dear to drive us up along the north coast before Paige and I became experts at the manual transmission. 

Wednesday, 6 February 2013

For the Love of the Language

As my "as gaeilge" page tells you, I've been taking Irish classes.

 The story goes...When my family was over, we spent a lot of time in the South of Ireland. In the South, Irish is technically the first language of the country. While the majority of Irish people would consider English their first and primary language, all of the road sign are bilingual. Pretty much, whenever you pass a road sign you think to yourself (or out loud if you're the Rices) "What? That's the Irish? Really? How would you say that?!?"

Seeing all these signs inspired me to learn Irish, because as my brother and I determined, our trip would have been much more fun if we could have read the signs in our Irish accents.

And so that's how it happened. My friend Kevin (yes, the same Kevin that gives Black Cab Tours) agreed to give me lessons for FREE! Awesome. It was my summer project. Paige had left for Boston and the summer was painstakingly slow at the retreat centre, so I had lots of time on my hands. As a result I made really fast progress. Unfortunately, since September things have been busy and my Irish has paid the price. While I haven't been able to practice as much as I would like, even in a few short months I have fallen in love with the language. I even have an entire youtube playlist of traditional songs sung in the Irish language!

What I've discovered is that learning Irish is different than learning most other "popular" languages. I don't mean in the methodology of learning, but rather in the motivation to study the language. People often study languages like French, Spanish, German, even Arabic and Chinese either because they have too or because it will benefit their career or ability to travel. For example I studied German and Latin, not because I wanted too, but because if I had a basic understanding of the languages it would make me a better candidate for the theology programs I was applying to.

Its very different for Irish. You don't need to learn Irish to get around Ireland and, unless you want to be a Sinn Féin politician, there are very few jobs that you'd be required to speak Irish. Yet, there is a huge revival and interest in the Irish language among all ages. In my experience, people don't learn Irish because it's going to get them ahead in life, but out of a love for the Irish culture and a realization that without the native tongue the culture is incomplete.

A language connects its people to its culture in very intimate way. The English translations of Irish are never as lyrical as the actual Irish or even of a more strict translation. That's because Irish is a poetic language and native Irish speakers simple speak in poetry. The best Irish is its stories and prayers. Now, that says something about the culture. And while the Irish may look harsh on the page, it is simply music to the ears.

While I have mostly just taken private lessons, I have spent some time in a few Irish culture centres and I have even gone on an Irish Intensive Weekend Course! Sure, you learn in the class room, but you also learn through stories and songs. One of the West Belfast Irish centres host, what Americans would call, monthly Irish open mic nights. Irish is spoken exclusively and people come from as far as Donegal to sing and recite poetry and stories. And, I will always remember learning the song "Oró Sé do Bheatha 'Bhaile" at my weekend course. One afternoon the head teacher, Seamus, brought everyone into one room (beginners to fluent speakers) and we all learned and sang that song. Seamus believed that people can't just learn the Irish words; the only way to truly master the language is through song.




Even as an American, its been such a joy studying Irish. I enjoyed it so much that I went out to the Gaeltacht for a long weekend just to be in an Irish speaking area! I know that my connection to Ireland has been greatly strengthen because of the time I've spent with the language. I feel that because of my interest in the language I've been able to get a really authentic and intimate experience of Ireland and its people.  I hope that I can end up living near an Irish culture center so that I can continue to study the language and experience the culture!


My 1st Black Cab Tour

This is something I wrote a few weeks after I arrived in Ireland. If you looked at my pictures for December 2011, you'd know that I took a black cab tour. This was one of the very first things that I did with my co-worker Paige. It was to introduction us to both the Troubles and Belfast. Through my work, the people I've met, the places I've seen, the experiences I've had, and the friends that I've met, my thoughts on and understanding of the Troubles and the current political situation has developed. But, I decided to include this because it marks some of my first thoughts on the political situation here.
“This post is actually my reflections on one of the first things I did in Ireland. I know many of you have been looking at the pictures that I have been posting on facebook, and some of you may have spent some time over in Ireland as well. One of the most striking things about Ireland is its beauty. The richest shades of green cover the landscape. (When you’re lucky) the most amazing blues light up the skies. The majesty of the Mourne mountains is always present in Co. Down, and you do not have to travel far to see the crashing waves. It is truly a breathtakingly beautiful place to live. It is such a blessing to walk outside of my home and be greeted with the grandeur of God’s creation, and I can only hope that I never allow the extraordinary to become the ordinary.
With all the beauty that is present in Ireland, it’s sometime hard to remember that there is a dark, bloody and terrible history – a dark, bloody, and terrible history that is still shaping and affect the area.
Before coming to Ireland, I tried to read up and learn what I could about “The Troubles.” The Troubles refers to the violence that occurred in Northern Ireland during the early 60s up through the late 90s. The majority of the violence ended with the Signing of the Good Friday Agreement in 1998. But, do not be deceived, wounds are still raw and incidents of violence continue to occur. Very simply and too briefly put, the violence took place between Irish, Catholic Nationals (the most notable paramilitary group being the IRA – The Irish Republican Army) and British, Protestant Loyalists. The Troubles was an ethnic/political conflict, in which ethnicity and political ideology aligned with religion.
My brief explanation consists of a few facts and dates, like something you would on Wikipedia. The dates are easy in comparison to the lived experience of these people. In reality, the Troubles is surrounded by a complicated history full of gray and stories that are almost always incomplete and one sided. But, you need to start somewhere, and I started in West Belfast, on a tour of the Catholic neighborhoods with Kevin, a personal friend of Fr. John.
Fr. John was serving as a prison chaplain when he first met Kevin. Kevin was incarcerated in the mid 90s and was released from jail as part of the Good Friday Agreement. As Kevin explained to us, he is a Republican and was imprisoned for his political views, but now, he is very much committed to the peace process. One of the things I appreciated about Kevin was at the very beginning of our tour, he told us that he was in no way telling us the whole story. He would not try to present the Loyalist position, for that, we would need to talk to a Loyalist. Therefore, this reflection is only based upon the experience I had with Kevin and the sites that he showed Paige and I.
During our journey through the Catholic neighborhoods of we saw memorial gardens, wall murals, the memorial plaques dedicated those killed in the Bloody Sunday Massacre, and went to the IRA museum in the Falls Road section of Belfast. We then ended our tour by going to Milltown Cemetery.
As we moved through West Belfast Kevin talked to us about the curfews placed upon Catholics neighborhoods, the Blanket protest, the Hunger Strikes, the role of Bobby Sands, the shoot to kill policies of the police forces, the lack of political status and trials given to IRA and other National paramilitary groups, Long Kesh, and his own experience in the Belfast Jail. It was a lot to take in. And to be honest, I’m still reflecting upon the experience. To hear the story of someone who lived through and was directly involved in the Troubles was not like reading about the events in a book, it was personal, intimate, and heartbreaking. 
After much reflection, there are three thoughts that I would like to briefly share with you.
1.) The Legacy of Violence. This was term that Kevin used. He talked to us about how violence and hate are so easily and fluidly passed from one generation to another. Kevin shared with us a bit of his own experience and how he remembered as a child being awakened to clattering in the streets and when he asked his father what was happening, he was told Bobby Sands was just incarcerated…. A little over ten years later, Kevin was sent to the same prison. Stories like this make us stop and truly think. How do we break these types cycles? Does a cease fire really bring about peace? How do you truly forgive another? What can I do? This is challenge that the people of Belfast and all of the north are faced with now – How do you break out of patterns of violence and hatred and enter into the process of peace and forgiveness.

2.) War or Crime? From the Nationalist prospective, the IRA and other nationalist paramilitary groups were engaged in war. From the Loyalist prospective, the nationalists were criminals. At first the difference between terms may not seem to make much of a difference, but it did. If the Troubles was considered a war, those incarcerated would be considered prisoners of war. But, if those involved in the Trouble were viewed as citizens who broke the law, those incarcerated would be considered criminals. What was at stake was “special category status” aka political recognition. As Margaret Thatcher, the British Prime Minister at the time, said, “We are not prepared to consider special category status for certain groups of people serving sentences for crime. Crime is crime is crime, it is not political.” The Blanket protest and Hunger Strikes were in response to this policy, but both attempts were unsuccessful in gaining special category status for prisoners.

3.) The Loss of the Youth. One of the things that struck me the most was the amount of young people who were killed in the troubles. The different memorial gardens that we visited often had plaques with the names of those who died, and so many of them were in their late teens and 20s. It was people my age who were fighting, being imprisoned, and dying. And even now, it is the young people who are most likely to become involved in paramilitary activities. Many of you reading this post work with young people, and I want to affirm the work that you are doing. There is such a need both here and Ireland and also in the States to provide young people with safe places to be, strong role models, and positive affirmation.

Like I said earlier, this is only one small part of the story. Everyone had their own story, their own experiences. With only part of the story it can be easy to demonize the other and draw inaccurate conclusions. It was dirty war, and blame certainly falls on both sides. In closing, I ask for your prayers. Prayers for a community that is in need of healing. This isn’t history that took places centuries ago. The effects of the Troubles are still be felt today in and around Belfast. So many people still living today are grieving the loss of a loved one who died or disappeared. There are high rates of unemployment and alcoholism. There are still protest marches and acts of violence fueled by political ideology. And, young people are still at risk of being involved with paramilitary groups. There is much work to be done, but, rays of hope are present. There are many people who are committed to peace-building and true reconciliation, there are ecumenical groups who meet regularly, and there are many youth workers who dedicated their lives to getting kids off the streets. Our Lady, Queen of Peace…pray for us.”

An Irish Geography Lesson



The island of Ireland is composed to 4 provinces and 32 counties. The four counties are Ulster, Connacht, Munster, and Leinster. (I live in Ulster!). All 32 counties are listed on this map, but I am going to focus on the counties in Ulster, the my province.

Ulster is comprised of 9 counties: Antrim, Armagh, Cavan, Donegal, Down, Fermanagh Monaghan, (London)Derry, Tyrone.

Before 1801, Ireland had its own sovereignty. In 1801 all of Ireland formed a constituent country of the United Kingdom. Then in 1920 (and reaffirmed in 1922) Ireland was partitioned in to Northern Ireland and what is now call the Republic of Ireland.

Northern Ireland is composed of 6 out of the 9 counties of Ulster: Antrim, Armagh, Down, Fermanagh, Monaghan, (London)Derry, Tyrone. It is accurate to say that all of Northern Ireland is in Ulster, but not all of Ulster is in Norther Ireland.

Why 6 out of the 9? As I have been told, Northern Ireland was created to be "a protestant land for a protestant people." Northern Ireland was partitioned is such a way that it would have a protestant majority. Included that last three counties into Northern Ireland would have given the majority to Catholics, which is way there were excluded. As Northern Ireland emerged from the Troubles, the phrase "a protestant land for a protestant people" can no longer be used. Upon the signing of the Good Friday Agreement, politicians have committed to create a "shared future" which include equality and representation of all people.

What's the part of Ireland? During the past summer my family came over for the a wee holiday. We spent almost two weeks travel all around the perimeter of Ireland. Between my family's adventure and my own travels, I've seen more of Ireland than most Irish people! As so it is with (great) authority that I can say all of Ireland is beautiful...but the award goes to Donegal and in particular to the Gaeltacht regions of Dún na nGall.  There is just something so wild, so rugged, so pristine that captures your heart.

When I stand on the beach in Gweedore, I am just in awe of God's creation. The water is so blue, the mountains so majestic, and when the sun shines it would break your heart to leave. And if the natural beauty doesn't win you over, the craic n' ceol (fun and music) will! The Gaeltacht refers to the Irish speaking areas of Ireland and it people create some of the most beautiful and lyrical music ever. So all in all, I can complete understand why it was/is so hard for the Irish immigrants to leave this lovely island. I recently told Kate that I hope its raining the day I have to leave so else I will be crying all the way to the airport.

Since you can't be in Ireland now, and since mostly people don't travel to the Gaeltachts when there over, I invite you take a micro holiday and watch this video with contains pictures of Gweedore. It the song is Gleanntáin Ghlas Ghaoth Dobhair, The Green Glens of Gweedore, and it's the most famous song that comes from the region. So take a moment, close your eyes, take a deep breath, imagine the fresh Irish air filling your lungs and allow the Irish language and scenery to touch your heart.




The English Translation:

"Farewell to the noble mountains of Donegal
And twice farewell to tall Errigal, arching over rowen and ash tree
When I passed by Dunlewey lake, lying quietly in the glen
Behind me were the little green glens of Gaoth Dobhair, and it nearly broke my heart

Travelling through Glendowan's Hills, and Muckish behind me
I don't mind saying with sorrow and grief, that tears fell from my eyes
Westward to America was my journey, far across the wide sea
I said farewell for a while to Donegal, and the little green glens of Gaoth Dobhair

I never wanted to leave my own beloved land
But the foreigner's heavy handed deceit and treachery drove me away
It would be my heart's desire to return again, when I should get a little money
To spend the end of my life with my family, 'round the little green glens of Gaoth Dobhair

Yet farewell, farewell to Donegal, the County fine and fair
And to your brave men who in time of need, did not ever cower before the foreigner
There's a place in my heart for each man and woman, each child big and small
Who live in peace, without sorrow or grief, in the little green glens of Gaoth Dobhair"