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The Wishing Stone — Magic in Ireland

“Forty Shades of Green” it is, this land of ancient stone cairns. The Irish people’s thick accents slather around their words as rich as the dairy cream they pour on top of the delectable Irish coffees—as smooth and blankety as the dense foam on the head of a pint of Guinness. It wraps around the stories they love to lavish on visitors, stories and stories and stories piled up like strawberries on trifle. All blended in with the mysteries and legends of their history. Bodies of bones still jagging out of the rocky beaches at County Donegal which, Violette (our cook at Crom Castle) shares is, “just a wee drive to the West. Ye must go see the coast. During the famine they’d walk for days reaching the shore, where the boats were sailing to America only to die right there on the beach of hunger.” Her dense brogue unfurls the story of Ireland’s tragic past as she lays down plates piled high with her special boiled potatoes, roast lamb and aromatic mint sauce on the well-polished trestle table for our dinner at Crom Castle.

One blustery night at dinner, I ask Violet about sacred sites. Ireland is a bastion of superstition and magical lore. She says, “Ye must go to the wishing stone right here on the castle grounds by the lake. Me son, Noel, will show ye. Ye need to sit on the stone without touching the earth around it—every part of yer body. Not a limb on the dirt.”

“Violet, have you ever made a wish on the stone?”

“No deary, I have everything I want.”

Well, I don’t feel that way, ambitious American alpha female that I am. I hustle right over there with Noel in the mid-summer twilight.

As he cautiously holds down the electric wire fence for me to step over, I query Noel, “Have you sat on the wishing stone and made wishes?”

He responds, “Oh yes, indeed, many a time, and the wishes always come true.”

I take a turn, folding myself on top of the foot-square dome of lichen-pocked granite. In silence, with eyes closed, hawthorn branches pricking my head like a crown of thorns, I wish mightily.

Less than twenty-four hours after my sitting session, my wish is answered in a way I never expected. An email arrives for me that announces I’m going to receive a tidy sum of money from an unexpected source! It is a doozy of conjuring that solves a major financial problem in my life.

This instant response inspires a daily pilgrimage to the wishing stone for the rest of my visit.

When I share my surprise results and daily visits with Noel, he exclaims, “By gosh, I’ll have to build a hut over the stone so youse won’t get soaked in the mist.”

This story has been published in  Exotic Life: Travel Tales of an Adventurous Woman.

Wander more through Northern Ireland in my other stories — Singing in the Irish Mist and Cosseted at Crom Castle.

Filed Under: Travel, Writing

Comments

  1. Will says

    April 1, 2017 at 9:44 am

    Hello sweet child,

    Loved the story.

    Will

    Reply
  2. Jacqueline Harmon Butler says

    December 22, 2018 at 12:31 pm

    I was on this trip with my fellow Wild Writing Women. We all had a marvelous time twirling around Crom Castle. Do download our book for more about our Ireland adventures.

    Reply
    • Lisa Alpine says

      December 22, 2018 at 12:42 pm

      Aloha Jacqueline— Yes, we Wild Writing Women had a wild time together in Ireland thanks to Maureen Wheeler. Sending you holiday blessings. Lisa

      Reply
  3. Cathleen Miller says

    December 23, 2018 at 6:21 am

    Oh, what a lovely Christmas gift to find this story from you, Lisa. You didn’t mention the castle ghosts!
    Buon natale di Roma, amici!
    Cathy

    Reply
    • Lisa Alpine says

      December 23, 2018 at 11:42 am

      Aloha Cathy,

      And the ghost lived in my Rose Room! Not a peep out of that spirit when I slept.

      Cheers!
      Lisa

      Reply

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