Equinox

‘everything was…’

equinox . . .

I have written two books and co-written this wee one with the poet Mícheál McCann in collaboration with photographer Michelle Moloney, handmade by artist and bookbinder Éilís Murphy, with Skein Press.

Today Éilís shared the incredible news that this limited edition book has been chosen to be part of the 200 Archive 2022 collection—one of the 100 best design projects selected by a professional design panel. Such joy of joys.

I write about spring equinox in all of the books I’ve written but the words about this day of dark & light;grief & hope;ache & joy—mean the most to my in this wee one here. I wrote the words for this book at a time of deep change in my life; a moment where I knew the most transformative, healing thing I could do was give myself over to the equal forces of chaos & beauty that define my new role as a mother.

To lean into the divine balance that keeps this beautiful, aching, dancing world turning.

It feels incredibly moving to have the spring equinox follow Mother’s Day this year.

From here on in everything looks up.

We move onwards, towards the light.

Today I stood in the pouring rain in the west of Ireland sowing seeds. My son kissed me and kissed me and kissed me as I came into the house, soaked & singing.

Every single thing in my life changed when my son was born but somehow nothing really changed at all.

The circle ever renewing; reminding ; guiding us onward.

equinox.

‘everything was everything was everything’