Cloistered in a stone cell at the monastery of Saint Brigit, a sixth-century Irish nun secretly records the memories of her Pagan youth, interrupting her assigned task of transcribing Augustine and Patrick. She also writes of her fiercely independent mother, whose skill with healing plants and... read more
“I would live in a world full of Christ-like humans, but not one full of Christians, may God forgive me.”Gwynneve
“My mother’s fingers holding herbs, stained by the black earth she dug them from, and her merry mouth, one side curling up, are pictures of pagan freedom I cannot purge or unlove.”Gwynneve
“Self hatred seems to me an evil thing in itself rather than an antidote to evil. If we practice self hatred, then the sacrifice we make of ourselves and our lives is not sacred, for it is a gift of something we hate rather than of something we have nurtured and loved.”Gwynneve
“Rather than seeing a contest between Druid and Christian, I see a kinship between stone chapel and stone circle. One encloses and protects the spirit; the other exposes it and joins it with the elements.”Gwynneve
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