I’ve been waiting for the April WordPrompt from the WordPress Team. It’s been a slow process of getting back in the groove for blogging. And now I begin! Pondering the word GREEN!
Looking back over the years I find the colorgreen leading me forward to LIFE and RENEWAL. A little girl learned the miracle of a small seed sprouting into a green plant by placing the seed in cotton and placing it in a glass. Each day carefully watering it and checking to see any signs of life. In Girl Scouts our uniforms were green. We’d work toward badges that included nature.
Ireland is the heritage of my family and green reminds me of Ireland in many ways! On my two week visit to Ireland we travelled the back roads of beautiful green scenery especially on the West Coast. The Shamrock is: ‘While trying to convert the Irish into Christians, St. Patrick used the shamrock to explain the holy trinity with each leaf representing the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. The three leaves of a shamrock are also said to stand for faith, hope and love. A fourth leaf is where we get the luck from.’
Even our society has recognized the color green as a sign of well being, moving forward and healthy growth. Our traffic lights are Red on top, Yellow in the middle and Green on the bottom. Red alerts us to those red flags, signs of danger to our well being. Yellow encourages us to proceed with caution and be aware of possible risks. And GREEN tells us it’s safe to proceed and move forward. Sometimes some unforeseen event will happen as we’re proceeding and moving forward. And that we can’t control.
So there you have it! Why GREEN means good things for me (and you?). I like to wear green and more likely in March. I’m always thinking of Spring and Ireland!
What finer day than Saint Patrick’s Day to recall the year that I came home to the land of my ancestors? Other than ‘the wearing of the green’, I haven’t gotten into too much of the American Celebration of the Day. I lived across the GW Bridge in NJ all my growing-up years and can’t recall ever going into the big parade in NYC! I don’t remember ever drinking green beer! I’ve enjoyed Irish Soda Bread and Corn Beef & Cabbage off and on. Loved watching the Irish Dancers and even attempted to do the Irish Jig! All these things helped me feel a part of the tribe ….. though nothing can compare to going Home to Ireland.
Setting foot on Ireland’s soil touched me in such a deep, primal way that I truly felt I was coming home even though I’d never been there before!
Photos include: Cong farmland, Cobh Port of Cork, Kennedy Park, Rock of Cashel, Atlantic Ocean, Ha’Penny Bridge
This past Wednesday was the fourth and last class of the Memories to Memoirs writing course that I’m taking with OLLI ~ Osher Lifelong Learning Institute @ UVA. The assignment was to write about ‘an item in my closet that I still use and that holds lots of memories for me’. Here’s the link to the third class ….. (Me in the Middle of Memories of Opening the Door)
My Travel Companion
In 1995, two flight attendants looking for a travel companion that would be stylish with many pockets, founded Baggalini.Baggalini Crossbody Travel Bags make it easier to move from place to place with a sense of safety and security while keeping everything you need at your fingertips and in its place. Just what I was looking for when I set out on my first foreign trip to England in 2001.
This bag, tucked away on the top shelf in my closet, has since been my travel companion on many exciting and happy memories. It seemed to be the perfect choice for this week’s writing assignment ~ ‘Write about an item in your closet that you still use and holds many memories.’ Foreign travel to the Middle East and Ireland were trips of a lifetime. Air travel to see family in Arizona, Ohio and Vermont were made easier with this little bag, especially when I had mobility issues with the onset of age-related medical problems.
There was a time when I thought the opportunity to travel by air would never happen for me and my Baggalini reminds me that dreams do come true no matter how old you are. It will remain on the top shelf of my closet, within my reach, for those spontaneous moments when the chance to travel becomes a reality once again. Life is a Journey!