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A Time of Freedom, But Often A Day Of Nothing!.


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Easter, that time of year we eat those cute bunnies (chocolate mostly though) and some even feel traditional enough for a visit to church. That cannot be a bad thing surely, the church visit not the bunny eating, and sadly after the black fast on God Friday and some cross kissing the majority will forget till Christmas about Jesus and that malarkey  But alas that is their want and privilege but let’s sit with them when we have the chance. 

Now the fact Easter is in fact a pagan festival and most people would be aware of that, it should still not rob the church of a great opportunity to witness to the wider audience. Tragically that is often lost in Churches with the focus on Easter Sunday events and shows and bells and whistles, when all the poor lost soul was looking for was an open door at 3pm on Good Friday to feel he is near his God.

Easter, and in particular Good Friday here in Ireland is a time of spiritual sensitivity and a yearning within people to ‘feel’ God. Good Friday should see our church calendar packed with worship, a quiet focus on the day and an opportunity for quiet contemplation for those seeking solace. When I was at my most lowest point  I did not want bright lights and a party I wanted a dark room and my Saviour, I don’t want to rob others of that experience.

Of course the true symbol of freedom is found in THE PASSOVER, but hey let us not even go there on why the church does not celebrate on Passover, it is way too messy!

Enjoy Good Friday, sense the special feel of sacrifice and salvation and if you are lucky enough to find a church open at 3pm, enjoy the touch of a Saviour!

Be Blessed and Be A Blessing..I am off to find a re-run f King of Kings and Ben Hur

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Just a quick peek at a random spattering from THE PEBBLE.

Even if she was ignorant to it, the arrival of Galiu into the apartment had propelled Dolores into Alex’s world. She would need to have some level of easy entry to the world of angels, Hybrids and future assassinations, err, ‘nullifications’. The book provided such an entry because it only hinted at Alex’s world, laying out a Hansel and Gretel type crumb for Dolores to follow. The first pages that Alex read on her discovery of the book were as the finger licks off a baking bowl, a taste bud tickle of a future creation.


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Firstly let me wish you all, Irish and want-to-be Irish, a Happy Paddy’s Day! I have to say however that I was never a huge fan of the day, what is there to be excited about? Dancing kids, tractors with green balloons(how inventive) and marching bands clog hopping to out of tune tubas, oh and don’t forget the local football team walking in chaos behind the obligatory vintage car. Seriously do you think you would watch that assembly of mayhem on any other day? No, but for some reason it is so invitingly cute on March the 17th we all get involved. We brave the cold, wave the flag and paint pretty little shamrocks on our cheeks all in the name of Irish-ness. Then we drown the shamrock  get blind drunk, start a fight and play the fiddle…. well that is what those who perform like the monkey at the circus will do, happy to allow the world clap the happy-go-lucky Irish into their stupor. But what about the true spirit of St Patrick, the essence of what became known as the island of saints and scholars, a nation that held the beauty of scriptures and art while the rest of Europe plunged into the Dark Ages? A people who fostered great minds in monastery and monk cell across this green land. Well that essence is still alive, still holding onto the wit, the warmth and  vision to reach out as a light to a darkening Europe. We are a people with a God shaped shamrock in our heart, a people that have unshackled the burden of religion from our necks and are ready to breath the air of pure Christianity again….that may not fit into the performing monkey the world want to drown with Guinness tonight but it is a people worth celebrating……

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Recently I have started to speak and major on the ‘need for you’. The urgent need for a generation to rise up that know they carry a powerful potential inside of them, bursting to be nurtured and fed until it comes through the soil of life and into the environment of influence.

It is no secret at this stage that my novel THE PEBBLE holds within it’s fantastical plot a real message that no genetics or action can kill that potential, and during my time speaking on the book I come across many amazing young potential leaders etc but I have met one young girl  I am convinced if nurtured and encouraged will speak in front of great men one day, as a leading political voice of this nation.

Oh, what is totally amazing is that she is of African roots, Nigerian, and yet fully Irish in her speech and welcome with a smile that would burst a rainbow, everything we once thought a stereo-typed  red haired and freckled face girl would have been. The letter you will now read is a speech she wrote out for me on what she wants to change in Ireland…enjoy the voice of the next generation.

I am 12 years old and my name is Chi-Chi Enyoazu.

I live in Ireland and I am from an African background. I think there are things Ireland and it’s government need to improve. These simple changes could make Ireland a rich country but also one of the greatest nations in history.

Starting with the recession, if Ireland is able to change the way we spend money, not by just making cuts, but spending smarter we could make a huge difference. For example, the way some roads are getting resurfaced when they seemed fine before that, sometimes the resurfacing made them worse! So make sure to select the correct area to repair and know that silly choices can double or triple our spending. If the government stopped spending money on things that clearly make no sense then the economy could be booming once more.

The policing system needs to improve, not the the police themselves as they are doing a good job. However, making sure to have more police available to respond to speeding cars or theft before the slip over the border. An example is when my family needed the police to come to us but it took them over half an hour because there was not enough on duty. I would rather have a police force and a bumpy road!

A big problem that is killing people, really killing people, is bullying. Cyber bullying and racism need to be addressed urgently. We would all love to see prices decrease in the shops, but I think there are other things that could improve and make it a better country... …

So there it is , the future is bright and the future is multi coloured!

Until next week be love and be loved.

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Ireland, land of a thousand welcomes…. The home of the craic and of open arms. That is how we sell our brand, the pitch for our little emerald isle. However is that today as accurate as the pig and the cloth capped farmer picture on the postcards would lead you to believe?

Sadly it is not in my book, “the land of a thousand welcomes” but the land that stays silent and casts a suspicious look at those it deems ‘foreign’. I stood today at an ATM, a queue of people already had gathered waiting on the bank to open, and three non Irish women were struggling with the ATM. No one said a word, or muttered a comment, however the glances, the under the eyes scorn and silent nods of middle age women as they viewed these “foreigners” obviously spoke not a thousand welcomes but a thousand words that could be summed up in “Your not one of us!” An amazing thought process for a country and a generation that spawns across the globe.. and we are proud of it(cue St Paddy’s parades worldwide)

Was it not racism or indeed prejudice or bigotry but was it just history and genetics I began to wonder. You see Ireland has not had the best house guests over our last 400+ years, they seemed to arrive-make themselves at home- take over the house-then never leave. 

Do we embrace emigration and fear immigration simply because our history has seen the visitor become the master? (Our African neighbours may have more in common with you than you think—Engage them!)

We should understand the African history and the forced migration of it’s inhabitants possibly more than any European nation. In that understanding of our own recent exodus and the ‘Irish abroad’ success though, do we fear losing our own ‘homeland’? 

There will be a multi-cultural party system some day, and it will be a great day for our nation when it comes. For then we will see that the skin, the accent and the culture has not conflicted but complimented the nation and in the words (somewhat) of Padraig Pearse  Out of the graves of many nations came the soul of a new Ireland. An Ireland so vibrant, versatile and influential that no one can ever say Ireland is not free, because Ireland is freedom!

Peace and Be Wild!

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