Celtic High Cross

Thursday, March 15, 2007, 5:46 AM

One of the things Ireland and the Irish are noted for is the Celtic High Cross. We've all seen pics of them. But, just in case you need reminding....

and a more ornate and lavish representation:

A Celtic cross is a symbol that combines the cross with a ring surrounding the intersection and has been attributed to St. Patrick marrying the Christian/Catholic cross with the pagan/Druid symbol of the sun. Others state it has pre-Christian origins and are called sun crosses. Both of the pictures above I took at Glendalough or Gleann Dá Locha (which is the Irish for the Glen of two lakes) on our trip. They are spectacular in person. So...majestic. On the first one you can see the outline of a stem of a vine just where the branch covers the stone. See it? Must have been covered at one point in the vine or plant in order for it to 'engrave' itself on the stone. There were no legible words on that stone and I can't find my travel journal to tell you what the second one said. Nonetheless, these were beautiful. They are part of St. Kevin's monastery chapel graveyard. They had signs up prohibiting etchings as too destructive. You've heard of "etchings", yes?
Believe it or not...there are some writings that link the high cross with political connotations. Hmmm, imagine that. The one I found is called the "third position". The name applied to a strand within the far right that sought to emphasise its opposition to both communism and capitalism. The name 'Third Position' is derived from the school of thought presenting itself as being "beyond Capitalism and Communism" and "neither Left nor Right." The movement uses the Celtic cross as its symbol. I guess..."nothing is sacred".
When I die, there will be no marker on the earth. No place for anyone to go sit and pull the weeds around or leave a stone or wilting flowers...or worse yet, plastic ones. I'll be cremated. It's what is best. I'll leave no one behind that would sorrow of my loss. So... what's the point? There isn't one...just wanted to see all the posh things in the building and be on me way.

♥Pam


(Post Note: I wrote the above post the other night....after having taken my Nyquill-like substance for the gawdawful allergy that is currently rendering me a snotty, sniffelly, sneezing monster....and when reviewing it this morning....I have no idea what the last line means. I just remember struggling to keep my eyes open as I was typing. Wonder who I was channeling?)

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6 Comments:

Blogger Janet C. said...

Anything I post after taking my evening cocktail is very scary.
Talking on the phone with my sister the other night I was totally out in left field somewhere. Wish she had recorded it.
Last night I was up eating in my sleep again, I see tell tale signs in the morning.

8:38 AM, March 15, 2007  
Blogger Pilot Mom said...

"I'll leave no one behind that would sorrow of my loss."

This is so not true, Pam. I'll sorrow for your loss. You are a delight and a treasure. I've missed your emails so I can only imagine how I would miss you! AC

10:20 AM, March 15, 2007  
Blogger Michael said...

I would love to see them in person too. They look incredible.
I hope your allergies clear up.

Take Care
Michael

12:00 PM, March 15, 2007  
Blogger Irish Church Lady :) said...

Indeed I wonder?! I couldn't figure out this last line either.

Speaking of gravestones and leaving this world, I came across this lovely poem the other day on an Irish Blessings site. This is what I would like to have on my mass card.

Remembered Joy
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free!
I follow the plan God laid for me.
I saw His face, I heard His call,
I took His hand and left it all...
I could not stay another day,
To love, to laugh, to work or play;
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
And if my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss...
Ah yes, these things I, too, shall miss.
My life's been full, I've savoured much:
Good times, good friends, a loved-one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief—
Don't shorten yours with undue grief.
Be not burdened with tears of sorrow,
Enjoy the sunshine of the morrow.

5:27 PM, March 15, 2007  
Blogger Irish Church Lady :) said...

P.S. I see the snow has all melted here :-)

5:28 PM, March 15, 2007  
Blogger Bob & Claire said...

Sorry your allergies have been so bad! Caleb's haven't started yet, but when they do, he is such an unhappy little boy, so I am sure he would empathize!

I certainly will miss you when you're gone--I'm going to miss you when you stop blogging! You've added wonderful things to our life!

7:37 AM, March 16, 2007  

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