The Song of Wandering Aengus, Elen of the Ways, and the Sacred Path Back to Ourselves
Some writings do not simply feel read — they feel remembered. Recently I read The Song of Wandering Aengus by W.B. Yeats alongside Fire in the Head, and something within me paused. Not because the words were merely beautiful, but because they carried that familiar feeling of longing… of wandering… of searching for something sacred […]
