2+0+2+3=7

does the human body renew itself every seven years?

 after about seven year of cellular replication

you're an entirely new collection of cells, inside and out

but is that true? 

not exactly

cells in some organs and systems in your body are totally replaced in a matter of months

but others remain much the same as they were on the day you were born

so are we the same as we were 7 years ago?

we step out of 2023

a year of logic, learning and spiritual growth

but also of ignorance, misinformation and absurdity!

the number 7 in numerology

is the bridge between the human world and the heavens:

doing the inner work to overcome obstacles 

and listening to your intuition

relatable non?

in the Tarot

7 is the card of The Chariot

taking control of those sphinxes

and moving in a positive direction

into 2024 ......

2+0+2+4=8

eight is a number of authority and inner wisdom

and desire for peace:

finding balance and learning from our previous

2023 experiences

where we tested the limits in number seven, 

eight takes it to the next level  

it dissolves and transforms into something more tangible

in the Tarot 

8 is the card of Strength

taming the ego through compassion

the energy of transformation

but before that transformation can take place

 there needs to be a dissolution of all that exists

an ending to make room for a new beginning

 eight becomes the number of evolution

an unending, infinite process that keeps going

and helps the us transform over and over

lets finish the year soft

finish the year restful

and be grateful for another crazy cycle on this earth

because next year will be a time of

infinite possibility

∞

before the year ends

how a year can change ~ season, energy, direction:

it teaches you shit:

it SHOULD teach you shit:

I learned that gratitude and grief can exist side by side:

when my heart was shattered, I learned to be grateful for the pain because it means 

I’m alive and I know how to love deeply:

there’s no need to hide from life so I put my self completely into crazy messy hard but honest living:

I can still love the life I live and still ride those waves of emptiness 

navigate past questions that there are no answers to:

the paths I didn’t take and the people that are no longer walking that path with me:

my horse and cart, with my shit and no-one else’s:

the dreams I once had, needn't be abandoned but tweaked:

I've done it before and I can do it again:

remember this ~ we don’t know that the last time we do something is going to be the last:

it can happen unexpectedly or you don’t see it coming because you sweep the signs aside:

the raw truth too hard to face eye to eye so you divert and digress:

inevitably, you can’t avoid the last times but you can love what you have right now ~ more:

the heart can handle so much more that we give it credit for:

it’s far stronger than I realised and while sometimes I wish it didn’t have to be in situations 

where it needed to be strong 

I am truly grateful for it’s beat to remind me that I am still alive

I am still here

and in it’s chambers and ventricles and blood 

in the joy and heartbreak ~ it has known love

it knows love

the green green grass

it's been relentless heat 
so in the need to reset my inner thermostat:

one of my best friends moved to Ireland

3 years ago and for those 3 years
I have been promising to visit
so the time felt right to book a flight

hello Emerald Isle

gaelic words look so complicated

home for 8 days
all that green grass!

the landscape is breathtaking

little houses
sheep, cows, horses, peat piles

lakes

photos don't do it any justice

enniscrone

achill island

clare island

cullanamore

portavade

reminded me so much of the thames estuary

where I lived for most of my life

cockles, mussels, samphire, bladderwrack

driving through the lost valley

it really is like a place that time forgot

the wide open beach to the atlantic

to silver strand

the weather wasn't always kind

lashing rain didn't stop me walking up to 

downpatrick head

there are many legends about this huge rock

on the wild atlantic coast

hearing the sea crash through the fissures

and of course you have to visit one of the many

bars

and have a guinness!

a country rich in history

and still in touch with it's roots

it won't be my last visit for sure
~~~~~