Kildare
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Across the Years and Seas
Friendship endures over distance and time, always returning. Continue reading
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A quiet milestone in Kildare
A lovely thing happened today. One of my hymns was sung in St Brigid’s Cathedral, written at the kind invitation of Rev Philip McKinley. There’s something very moving about hearing words that started out quietly on a page finally becoming part of the living prayer of the Church. After the service, I had the chance… Continue reading
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“At Evening, God Has Spoken”: A Vespers Hymn on Psalm 110 (76 76 D)
110 has long been one of the traditional psalms of Sunday Vespers. My new hymn, At Evening, God Has Spoken, reflects on that ancient text through the quiet landscapes of the Irish midlands—heathered hills, the Barrow’s waters, and the stillness of evening prayer—resting in Christ our High King through the night. Continue reading
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Half the parish
Waiting on a haircut, tea on the tray, pen in hand—and “Half the Parish” found its way onto the page. ☕✍️ There’s something about the hum of a café and the simple coming and going of people that turns into poetry if you sit long enough. Firecastle, Kildare. Simple time well spent. Half the parish … Continue reading
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In the Thin Place of Forty Days
Rooted in the landscape, spirituality, and imaginative tradition of the Irish midlands, the text interweaves the great biblical “forty” journeys—the flood, the exodus, Sinai, the wilderness, and the risen Christ’s forty days—with the sacred geography of Kildare and its surrounding boglands. Drawing on Celtic Christian imagery and the rhythms of creation, it invites worshippers to… Continue reading
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The rainbow on my wrist.
From Monasterevin’s quiet stopThe morning train rolls west;Past cattle grazing by the line,And rooks that guard each nest.We cross the Barrow’s silver span,The viaduct below;A hare breaks cover in the reedsAnd watches as we go.In Port Laoise-bound and drifting thoughtsI catch a sudden grin—A stranger nods as though they knowSome secret held within.In town, the… Continue reading
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Scattered. Rooted. Seen.
Autistic noticing turns a roadside walk into quiet reflection—acorns, oak, and grace revealed in the rhythm of pausing. Continue reading
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🌿 A Summer’s Pause at St Brigid’s Cathedral, Kildare 🌿
There are places that seem to breathe history, where the air carries whispers of centuries past. On a radiant summer day in Kildare, I found myself drawn into one such sanctuary—St Brigid’s Cathedral. Beneath the brilliant blue sky and the golden warmth of the sun, the cathedral offered a striking contrast: cool, quiet, and deeply… Continue reading
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