After a 3/4 of a mile walk through the magnificent stonescape of the Burren, you enter a wooded glen of moss covered ancient trees and ferns. The woods were full of wildflowers and the air dripping with mystery. You almost found yourself whispering so as not to disturb the atmosphere.
The tree by the well is covered with "clooties", little cloths tied on by pilgrims. Each represented a wish or hope of the person. We all whispered our prayers and tied on the cloths I'd brought with me for just this purpose. Then I splashed water from the sacred spring all over me, praying for recovery and strength and a meaningful pilgrimage. All the while the only sound we heard was the bubbling of the stream and the plaintive call of the cuckoo.
I read the legend of St. Colman to my friends as we picnicked in the ruins of the tiny chapel build hundreds of years ago on the site. Weaving the stories into the landscape is an important part of this pilgrimage for me and I was so happy to share it with my friends.
This is one of the "secret" places of the Burren...one few people bother to visit. It is such a wonderful experience I hope, should you make your own journey to the Burren, you take the time to visit this enchanted glen.