We come to the North Pole, feel the static charge in the freezing air, and momentarily decelerate as we pass over the crown of our planet… before plunging southwards again, down the zigzag of the Mohns Ridge fontanelle fault line, dividing the North American and Eurasian tectonic plates.
Read MoreBut Corrymeela is a place for encountering the Other, and there is one aspect in which I certainly feel challenged to courageously encounter the Other every day here, encompassed in the above in a single, small word.
Read MoreI moved to a place perched on a tall cliff above the mythical Sea of Moyle, where Lir’s swan children lived on the deep and restless currents. To a place where big skies light up and die, and roaring winds swoop down on sheep and humans and gorse and bracken tangles alike.
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