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By March 17, 2017 Life

If today is a day for parades, and pubs with green beer (dumb as no such thing exists in Ireland), then let it also be a day to toast a country of my ancestors. What I took away from a 2011 family holiday to Ireland was a great affinity with mist and magic.

Another visit is indeed ahead for us. Until then, I snuggle down into my Irish woollies (purchased on the Aran Islands, easily a favourite spot on that incredible trip) and let my mind drift into fairy realms. That’s my St. Patrick’s Day: convening with dead writers.*

Lovers on Aran

The timeless waves, bright, sifting, broken glass,
Came dazzling around, into the rocks,
Came glinting, sifting from the America
s

To possess Aran. Or did Aran rush
to throw wide arms of rock around a tide
That yielded with an ebb, with a soft crash?

Did sea define the land or land the sea?
Each drew new meaning from the waves’ collision.
Sea broke on land to full identity.

Seamus Heaney (1939-2013)

 For more on our trip, check out our goofy side here.

* Irish fiction is flourishing. Read more on the writers of the new wave.

More fun for your weekend:

  • So you think an English literature degree leads nowhere? Meet this Canadian CEO who might change your mind.
  • Hanging with a girlfriend posse from a more innocent time is therapy for me (see you tonight, ladies!**), and I suspect many others. Faithful friends are among the best things in life, along with dark chocolate, spring mornings, and this song. That’s why I cried when I read this story of a friendship gone wrong.
  • New York City women have a new hangout. The Wing is “your throne away from home; a sacred space where you can work, get to inbox zero, shower, get a blow-out, store your stuff, take a conference call, make new friends, or even stage a small coup. All in one place”. Here’s how it started.
  • Emma Watson, star of the new film Beauty and the Beast on whether Belle is trapped in an abusive relationship
  • Elsewhere in the landscape of age-old folk tales: I’m going to see this ballet on Sunday, and I can’t wait. Pinocchio is on through March 24th in Toronto.

**Bringing treats. Duh

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