|The Burren hills and the Ballyvaughan valley|
Of course, there are a lot of lovely inns and B&B's here but I wanted to stay in "John's house". After all, it was a passage of his that got the idea of a threshold pilgrimage fermenting in my mind in the first place. It seem only right I would start here.
Although inquiries amongst friends and family turned up empty, I trusted that if Ballyvaughan is where I needed to be then something would turn up...and it did, in the most unusual way.
|Corcomroe Abbey and Galway Bay|
A week later, the other couple appeared. Friends, who had initially said they couldn't go, called to say that they had come into a bit of unexpected money and they were in! Luck again? No, I don't think so. Both couples had never been to Ireland before and wanted very much to go. Their desire simply linked with mine and the first leg of my journey was set. I would be staying again in "John's house" and, again, I was receiving what I needed when I needed it!
In my next post I will talk about how, as I planned out the rest of my trip, synchronicity continued to play a part. The trip seemed to take on a life of its own and I was, quite frankly, happy to let it have its way.