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The horizon promised forever, with the land in between rich with life and beauty. The Divine Mother was present everywhere in those fertile fields, hills, and mountains. The endurance of the land and the creatures and spirits who dwell there filled me with awe.
But of all the Witchy items I’ve acquired over the years, the go bag is by far the most useful. Like all my favorite tools, it seems frivolous and self-aggrandizing until it is suddenly vital.
Exhausted, sweaty, and painfully hungry, I take my back into the gravel road of what must be Sōdra Ugglarp. On the horizon a long earthen-colored brick building stands against the deep blue sky, like a wall. In front of it, I notice a concrete-pit filled with horse manure. Closest to me, nearly as long as the barn, lies the stone ship, shaped by dozens of massive standing stones, like teeth of a giant rising from the green earth.
“What is this?” I ask the receptionist. “Oh,” she replies, “we just opened the exhibit earlier today. It is the world’s oldest runestone.”
TWH correspondent Elyse Welles shares the magic of her spiritual travel to Ireland and Brigid’s Well.
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