THIN PLACES  - FAnore, Erris, BLASKET & Skellig

 
 

Fanore is a very real place but this is not a guide book for tourists. It is the first Novella of what I hope to develop into my 'Thin Places' Series. 


Not many people can be expected to know what a 'Thin Place' is, so let me tell you what little I know. First and foremost, there is no accepted definition of what they are, but we do know something of what they do.


Thin Places exist primarily in wilderness areas and through them, we can paradoxically gauge our significance to this reality by the extent of our insignificance or helplessness inside it. If we yield and become one with them, we can expect temporary insights into moments beyond the present that may form parts of tomorrow. That version of tomorrow will be filled with possibilities additional to what we can normally anticipate. Some people report insights and even experiences of moments long past, so we also know that time seems to be in flux inside them.


Our sixth sense is not a constant. It waxes and wanes in response to some metaphysical almanac that we don’t seem to understand. ‘Thin Places’ are probably where the metaphysical world most strongly interacts with the physicality that we are conditioned to accept as the only fact. However, philosophers throughout the ages tell us of the essential duality in, or the Yin and Yang aspect to everything.


So it’s only logical to assume that physicality must also have its opposite or metaphysical reality. Both of them together are essentially our extended reality, which can neither be all of one or the other. 'Thin Places' are where each state mixes like a fluid with the other producing phenomena that don’t conform with what we normally expect to see in a purely physical world. 


The suggestion is that the membrane which surrounds our physical reality from the rest of it, is stretched thin in these places and hence the name. I personally believe that our dual reality is what is contained inside against the vastness of infinity outside. I say that, because logically, infinity can be the only source of all possibilities. Thin places therefore, would be where these possibilities come but also go when they haven’t been realised.


This novella takes a look at what might be going on to make this particular 'Thin Places' so apparently thin. The Wild Atlantic Way along Ireland's West Coast seems to have quite a few of these 'Portals' and that is why I chose to start in Fanore, which is right in the middle. Each story will be as unique as the place it is set. Instead of chapters, each book has Acts, which are presented like a small play. The purpose of this is to get the reader involved in the scenes as quickly and as thoroughly as possible. The reader should succumb to suggestion just as the observer succumbs to the power of the 'Thin Place' ambience.


The events of Fanore take place within a small area of North County Clare, but time seems to be what makes this particular location so thin, so you may have to establish that aspect for yourself. Fanore is part of the Burren area of County Clare and whereas I do appreciate that not all thin places are Irish, I can only write about what i know.


I hope you enjoy it enough to revisit my Blog/Site/Facebook Page to follow my progress and hopefully to look at my other, much bigger books that will take you so much further away from your daily cares.


Please oblige with feedback and I will be guided by your comments as I decide which turn to take on my own particular road. More Mega Books on Science Fiction/Fantasy / Normal sized books on Spirituality / or this quirky and quick brand of Fiction.

 

  ABOUT FANORE

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A Novella is too long to be a short story, but too short to be a novel. They are designed to be short and sweet but hopefully, you will find they are neither. To get you into the groove, this first one is free.


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ABOUT Erris

Erris is also a very real place. You’ll find it on the ruggedly remote, but very beautiful corner of Northwest County Mayo in Ireland. It was given its name by the first settlers when they discovered they had reached the edge of the world and could venture no further west. 


‘Westernmost Reach’ is precisely how the name translates from the old Gaelic and the latest visitors now come in thousands to immerse themselves in its pristine timelessness.


However, Erris is also a very ‘Thin Place’, so called by the ancient orders of Celts who found that people and ‘things’ could often disappear into them. That’s because the boundary between our physical reality and the metaphysical reality that flows alongside it, can sometimes become porous and even fracture. 


There are as many reasons for this phenomena as there are rainy days there, but prime amongst them are the strong reverberations from undocumented histories. We tend to assume that someone must have always survived history to write it all down for us to study later, yet we know this can’t always have been the case. We don’t know much of what happened in Erris beyond a certain date.


Histories that weren’t written down still happened however. It’s just that they were etched into time rather than into rock or papyrus.


In a place where realities are occasionally in flux, we should never assume that our four dimensional version is the constantly default value. What that means is that we need to be very careful regarding just how immersed we want to really get in a ‘Thin Place’.


When one rather naive young man responds to that apparently placid prompt and soaks up its timeless ambience, he gets immersed in more than just the cold water. He is plunged into a life or death struggle that may not have ended well for him.


Watch his space because I do believe you’ll be hearing quite a lot about this book later.


In Blasket, the lines separating fact from fiction and fantasy are undetectable to produce a credible and unbelievably authentic story that is guaranteed to take you almost as far away from your cares as it did Jack Sullivan.

You see, Blasket promised Jack such an unbelievably warm welcome that he was compelled to fly in from Portland, Maine to Kerry, Ireland to take advantage of it, but he didn’t know he was being duped.

He had no idea that Blasket is just one of many ‘Thin Places’, so called by ancient orders of Celts for their intrinsic attraction to converging inter-dimensional fault lines. These lines are what separate reality from alternate and occasionally metaphysical realities that run parallel to ours. 

Jack has a shrewd business brain that helped him to make a very comfortable living from commercial fishing. This was achieved in times tough enough to drive many of his peers into bankruptcy and worse, but there was a price for his success.

He knows that he has a bloodline in Kerry and Blasket knows only too well where it was spilled. Both are intent on re-uniting him with his past but with motivations that are literally worlds apart. 

Jack Sullivan is about to embark on an impossible journey while Blasket does what Blasket was destined to do, which is to tell its story for others to narrate.

It transpires that Blasket has a surreal way of revealing its memoirs, but that’s not to say the account is not very real indeed. 

I invite the truth to shine through this darkness.


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ABOUT BLASKET


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ABOUT SKELLIG

Peregrinatio pro Dei amore or pilgrimage for the love of god, was what compelled the first Christian Monks to establish monasteries in the austere isolation of places like Skellig Michael. Far from the madding crowds, artificial diversions from divine devotions would always be few and far between, but that doesn’t make the practise a purely Christian one.
 
We can also find options for peaceful reflection in Temples, Synagogues and Mosques but once again, contemplation is not the sole preserve of religions. In this excessively clamorous age, there are probably as many self declared atheists as there are ‘Star Wars’ nerds to whom Skellig is now Mecca. These unlikely pilgrims travel alongside clerics who come to re-pray from high altars and so re-charge the ‘Force’ within each of them, in their own inimitable ways.

It can be implied from the foregoing, that it’s the human spirit that is drawn to Skellig, rather than some dogmatic directive penned by priests. And since Skellig predates all known religions, we can safely assume that it was also something of a spiritual magnet to pre-Christian pagans. These were the architects of many cosmically aligned wonders of the ancient world, like Newgrange and Stonehenge.

They recognised Skellig as an extremely ‘Thin Place’, where the membrane holding the physical world aloof from other realities, is stretched close to breaking point. It is a place so ‘thin’ that people and ‘things’ can sometimes pass from one reality into another, to subsequently disappear or arrive as appropriate. We should know more about this phenomena, but documenting history came late to Ireland. That’s because the original Ogham alphabet was derived from objects once considered sacred, like trees. This made it too cumbersome for facts, figures and dates, which were passed down orally instead. You will however, find some intriguing suggestions to explain the enigma of ‘Thin Places’.

In this particular encounter, a Jesuit Brother named Charles Iwutchukwu was more familiar with the documented religious records of Skellig, rather than its purely pagan and spiritual prehistory. Charles was both carer and counsellor to members of the Jesuit order suffering psychological disorders. He chose to bring his spiritually battered patient to Skellig when modern medical options failed to deliver.

The Jesuit order was purposely designed with a military command structure and Charles was ranked somewhere below the officer equivalent of his patient. Nevertheless, Reverend Father Ignatius Moloney was duly delivered to Skellig for spiritual treatment. But since spirituality was not solely a religious consideration, Skellig simply accommodated the inpatient for as long as he required treatment, which was considerably longer than Brother Charles had planned.

Once caught up in alternate realities travelling at their own versions of time, yet still parallel to ours, Ignatius met exotic patients who also needed some relief from what their worlds were throwing at them. All of which points to places like Skellig having a higher purpose, but if so … what? 

Skellig is Book 4 and the last of the current ‘Thin Places’ Series of novellas. Technically however, it’s a tad big to be a novella, but only because the story simply refused to be cropped. That’s good news for you however, because the outlay is the same as that applied to my other novellas. Each book is unique and they are only related by genre, so it doesn’t matter which one you read first or last.
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Denis

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