Sean Walsh

I live in Dublin, Ireland. Sometimes. Most times I live in my head, quite unaware of my surroundings – if you know what I mean… If you succeed in tracking Sean Walsh, please let me know, ok? I've been searching for him for years…

Christ Mass

Published on Sunday 18th October 2020 by Sean Walsh

‘Past the inn with ne’er a vacancy,  the raucous revelry, receding…   Around the back to the stables… straw… manure. Animals breathing warmth in the still, cold air.   Aloft, a fluttering of wings.   In a makeshift crib, under a thousand stars, a new-born babe… gentled to her breast by a young Jewess…   And by their side a...

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Plea…

Published on Thursday 8th October 2020 by Sean Walsh

“How can we fail to realise the need to stop this rat race and to recover the personal space needed to carry on a heartfelt dialogue with God?..”   Pope Francis. Gaudete et Exsultate.   (Para 29)

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Mags

Published on Tuesday 6th October 2020 by Sean Walsh

Father Richard mentioned her passing at the 11 mass in Gardiner street on Sunday last (Oct 4) but the penny didn’t drop until Ann reminded me. Yes, of course! Mags! The wee woman always in blue. Many and many a Tuesday at 1 pm Mass, she would be there at my elbow, ready to share as a Minister of the...

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“Jenny One Two Three” Mark 2

Published on Tuesday 22nd September 2020 by Sean Walsh

I was not at all happy with certain parts and passages of Mark One. So I got down to make amends – to you, the reader and to my own ego, doubtless – about mid summer. I’ve been at it, on and off, ever since. Edits, rewrites, add-on’s… Moving a blog here, another there… Lifting a passage from one part...

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My Feet are Killing Me!

Published on Monday 21st September 2020 by Sean Walsh

The Friary, Killarney. October 1950. Dear Michael, Yes, they are, too! Well, how would you like to walk ten miles in open sandals?! Eh-hh?.. To fill you in: last Thursday we set out from the Friary – twenty of us, walking two by two. With the open road in front – and the Novice Master behind – we walked to...

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