Glendalough

I had many thoughts of magic while walking the Wicklow Mountains. Thoughts of childhood fantasies came fluttering back along the paths and boardwalks. A collaboration of fairy lands, Narnia, Terabithia, etc. I dreamt of and made my own when I was of a younger young. It felt very silent there, even though I was walking with conversation. I always imagined Ireland to be of a quieter nature, and it is, throughout.
There was one moment here I remember in particular. I was by myself for hardly a moment, looking beyond the upper lake at the mountain parallel. My mind created scenes before me that my 10 year-old self would have been doing the entire adventure. And I felt quite sad from it. The images did not last too long, but the feeling lingered for the rest of the ways.

For some reason I always think I’ve lost a huge part of my identity simply from being exposed to more (aka becoming an adult). I worry what I will be like in 5,10, 15 years.. I wonder if I will be cut off from what once was. The storylines, images, characters, creatures, even the names.. will they be flushed away?
I think finding your inner child is a private matter. Perhaps if I were alone things would have been different. Perhaps not. It is funny though. Because while I felt an underlying nostalgic sorrow, I had a very good time during my mini hike. My adult was showing most of the ways and I was very excited to be there and enthusiastic even when the winds got really quick and the air biting cold.
Perhaps my deep inner child is in the shadows for a reason. Growing can’t be too bad. After all, like the trees, things tend to become more mysterious and interesting as they age.

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5 thoughts on “Glendalough

  1. I love the photos, so beautiful. No worries you will find that the fleeting memories from your youth will happen throughout your life. Sometimes more often than others. One of my favorite lyrics: “I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now.”

  2. I love the photos, beautiful! Don’t you worry you’ll find that those fleeting youthful memories will come throughout your life sometimes more than others. One of my favorite lyrics: “I was so much older then I’m younger then that now.”

  3. Arica,

    What a beautiful country Ireland is! Thank you for sending us the photos and sharing your experience through your words. Parts of your pictures reminded me of the mountains and water at our place in the Adirondacks. We always remember having such fun times with you when you were there, jumping off the dock, swimming, paddle boarding, boating, and sitting around the campfire singing and making s’mores. Youth is great but a future empty canvas is even more exciting. Imagine the possibilities.

  4. Never lose your inner child (and I know you won’t), that’s what I love most about you, Africa! You always look at the world in such a unique way and I love reading posts like this that give me a glimpse into what you see.

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