Hear W B Yeats’ Poems read at the Places around Loch Gil in County Sligo that inspired him to write them.
Do healing, empowering, magical vision work there, to meet the Gods and Goddesses of the ancient Irish, of the Tuatha De Danaan.
Contact and work with the earth energies that are so strong around Loch Gill.

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Visit C: W. B. Yeats Country
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We walk along the side of Loch Gill, the site of W B Yeats’ poems such as The Fiddler of Dooney, The Lake Isle of Innisfree, Slish Wood The Stolen child, The Hazel Wood and the Song of Wandering Aengus.
We share the poems and we experience the fairy energies of Slish Wood, and we work with the Cosmic Man: the Giant in the Landscape.
A hundred years ago, W B Yeats and others opened the door, just the first crack, to contact being renewed with the Gods and the Goddesses of the Ancient Irish. They had retreated to the Hollow Hills and the Sidhe’s despairing of a world that could receive their spiritual connection, that could appreciate their magic and their special skills – the skills they won during their long voyagings in exile.
But now, the world is becoming ready to hear them. W B Yeats is Ireland’ greatest poet, and he worked with Lady Gregory, AE, Ella Young and others. He lies buried beneath Ben Bulben Mountain, nearby.
William Butler Yeats’ family were highly artistic; his father John and brother Jack were esteemed painters. His sisters known as Lollie and Lily—became involved in the Arts and Crafts movement. He was a working visionary spiritual colleague of Lady Gregory and he was a lifelong friend of Countess Markiewicz, who was one of the main leaders of the 1916 Uprising against the evils of British colonial rule of Ireland.
Michael Conneely studied W B Yeats at Oxford University and his MA included: ‘Yeats and Eliot as Harbingers of a New Age’. We hear about the magical systems that W B Yeats embraced, and we share the issues about contact with the Gods as faces of The Divine.
Add on Visit: Rosses Point: As an optional add-on visit, you can drive following the Loch Gill event to Rosses point, half an house from Loch Gill, and a major place in W B Yeats’ childhood. Rosses Point has wonderful views south to Knocknarea, over Sligo Bay, where you can see (the real) Coney Island, the inspiring statue of the woman reaching out her arms to the fishermen lost at sea, and dedicated to the women who waited through the long sea voyages of thei husbands to the far ends of the Earth from Sligo Harbour. Also there is the home of W.B. & Jacks Yeats’ Uncle Henry Middleton. the Coast Guard Look Out Point where the young W. B. heard endless tales of far away places and the supernatural happenings of the sea. There’s the famous Black Rock Lighthouse and the Metal Man statue. The beach at the end of Rosses Point is lovely with views of Lissadell House.
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The Fiddler of Dooney

When I play on my fiddle in Dooney,
Folk dance like a wave of the sea;
My cousin is priest in Kilvarnet,
My brother in Moharabuiee.

I passed my brother and cousin:
They read in their books of prayer;
I read in my book of songs
I bought at the Sligo fair.

When we come at the end of time,
To Peter sitting in state,
He will smile on the three old spirits,
But call me first through the gate;

For the good are always the merry,
Save by an evil chance,
And the merry love the fiddle
And the merry love to dance:

And when the folk there spy me,
They will all come up to me,
With ‘Here is the fiddler of Dooney!’
And dance like a wave of the sea.

Here’s detail of some of our other Sacred West of Ireland Tours:
https://oghamgodsandrunes.com/meet-manannan-god-of-the-sea-sacred-west-of-ireland-tours/
https://oghamgodsandrunes.com/meet-the-morrigan-sacred-west-of-ireland-tours/
https://oghamgodsandrunes.com/the-tuatha-de-danaan-arrive-in-ireland-sacred-west-of-ireland-tours-and-also-my-course/ 

We look forward to welcoming you,

Michael