My friend Mary E and I went to hear Danu, a traditional Irish band in concert last night. The whole time they were playing, I could feel myself smiling. And sense my feet tapping. Oh yeah, and the hands got into the act too.
Celtic music speaks to my very soul and my heart and evidently, my face. The jigs and the reels bring me joy. The old style singing touches a place of longing: of longing for place and for the wonder of creation. I am moved and renewed when hearing this music of my ancestors. Perhaps it is that, a connection to people of a far-away place and time.
Whatever it is, I am grateful. And my face is still smiling.
(Molly Cut Your Toenails is the name of a reel).
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