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    Come Sit Awhile
    Come Sit Awhile
    Come Sit Awhile
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    Come Sit Awhile

    By Alice Taylor

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    Alice celebrates the special moments and the everyday blessings of life.
    Come sit awhile with Alice Taylor. Take a little time out – to rest, to think, or just to be.
    Life can race along at a fast pace, sometimes almost stampeding us along with it. What a pity not to slow down and take the time to enjoy little things, or simply doing nothing or chatting with a good friend. Sometimes Alice finds a comfortable place to sit, maybe a low wall, a garden seat or a grassy bank. A place to let the mind calm

    down and let thoughts drift. With this book she invites you to share the special moments of life.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBrandon
    Release dateOct 9, 2023
    ISBN9781788494700
    Come Sit Awhile
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    Alice Taylor

    Alice Taylor lives in the village of Innishannon in County Cork, in a house attached to the local supermarket and post office. Her first book, To School Through the Fields, was published in 1988. It was an immediate success and quickly became the biggest selling book ever published in Ireland. Alice has written nearly twenty books since then, largely exploring her beloved village and the ways of life in rural Ireland. She has also written poetry and fiction: her first novel, The Woman of the House, was an immediate bestseller. Most recently, she wrote a children's picture book with her daughter Lena Angland, called Ellie and the Fairy Door.

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      Come Sit Awhile - Alice Taylor

      ‘In these pages, we see Taylor’s remarkable gift of elevating the ordinary to something special, something poetic, even …’

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      Dedication

      For Reese

      who loved all things bright and beautiful

      Contents

      Title Page

      Dedication

      Let’s Light a Candle

      Morning Has Broken

      Peace Prayer of St Francis

      Slow Me Down

      Waiting for Our Souls to Catch Up

      A Ploughed Field

      Trees

      Too Late

      Hold Fast to Dreams

      I See His Blood upon the Rose

      Going to the Well

      Fresh Flowers

      Kindness

      Needs

      A Wet Day Woman

      A Cornerstone

      Sport

      Wilding

      Close to the Earth

      Tread Softly

      Men with Scythes

      Stored Summer

      Earth Woman

      Back to Simplicity

      Uplift

      After the Funeral

      Morning Walk

      A Soft Day

      Jim

      The Meaning of Life

      Other books by Alice Taylor

      About the Author

      Copyright

      Let’s Light a Candle

      There are times in life when we all need the presence of another human being. Maybe to sit together in silent companionship, to discuss something that is bothering us, to chat quietly about a shared interest or to enjoy an old joke. Covid robbed us of these interactions, resulting in a certain social withdrawal that is very slowly righting itself. There is a lot of wisdom in the Ralph Waldo Emerson quote: ‘Go often to the house of thy friend, for weeds choke up the unused path.’ How energising it is when an old friend calls by and you sit together enjoying a meeting of minds which leaves you feeling lighter. Even a phone chat can help move you forward.

      But there are other days when friends are not available and we find it difficult to apply ourselves to what we need to do – and at such times the writings of somebody who experienced a similar situation to ourselves may echo in our mind and help us see a little kink of light that leads us on. Having a small treasury of such moments is a comfort that I cultivate. When we feel abandoned and not able to concentrate, the words of an old familiar poem, hymn or prayer can trickle into our minds and switch us back into gear. I keep a journal and also write little poems to capture fleeting moments.

      How nice to sit and think awhile

      Of little things to make you smile,

      Happy things you did in fun

      Long ago when you were young. …

      This book is about taking time out, time to think, time to lift ourselves out of our everyday busy-ness. Along these pages we will recall stories, experiences and thoughts, and sometimes engage with wiser minds than mine to share words that have comforted many down through the years and that I find particularly helpful. Our ancestors have left with us the wisdom of their time when life was lived close to nature and incorporated a respect for the earth and for a greater power.

      … To think of people who were kind

      And left a ray of light behind,

      People who were nice to know

      When you were young long time ago.

      So come and sit with me awhile

      And think of things to make us smile.

      Nature too can influence our sense of well-being. We have all known foggy, dull days when a low sky wraps a grey shroud around our shoulders and we trudge on, heavy-footed and glum-faced. And then comes a bright, sunny morning and unconsciously our step lightens, we move forward with a new sense of enthusiasm, a smile streams across our face – and suddenly it is good to be alive. We are hugely influenced by light.

      Heat and light – what wonderful gifts that lift the spirit. It is so good to stop and soak them up. These moments are precious. Our ancestors knew this and had the expertise, wisdom and foresight to create the wonder of light at Newgrange, and when St Patrick lit his symbolic fire on the hill of Tara he sent shock-waves across the pagan plains of Ireland. Cathedral creators, with their awareness of the human need for morning light, faced the windows above the sanctuaries eastwards so that the rising sun could pour in and light up the minds of praying people. The symbolism of candlelight, too, beams forth from all religious traditions. At Easter the Paschal candle is lit, and at Christmas the old Irish tradition of the welcoming candle is part of who we are. When Mary Robinson was president she placed a lighting candle in a window of Áras an Uachtaráin, shining forth a welcome to our diaspora. And when hardship and hunger forced entire families to emigrate from the depths of rural Ireland the last member to leave the old home took a burning sod to a

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