John Moriarty telling a story about his mother's death.
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- Опубликовано: 7 мар 2021
- An incredible story from Irish philosopher John Moriarty on his mother's sudden death.
The snippet is taken from a longer series of interviews available here: www.irishlifeandlore.com/prod... 
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When my grandfather died the cows gathered as close as they could get to the house and lowed loudly facing towards the window where he died.
Mother of God. I rue the fact I was born too late to know John. I wish to God I could have spoken to him directly and told him how he has led me out of the dark back into the light of day. I was zombified for quite a while until I heard the voice of John, the great messenger gone to his eternal glory in whatever heaven was open to him on his departure.
Thank you for sharing that. John was quite the lightworker. His words have triggered an awakening in many no doubt.
Would love to hear about your personal story after encountering him if you feel like sharing? 🙏
@@franciscassidy2131 Well I first discovered John I would say maybe 4 years ago. I stumbled on an interview Tommy Tiernan had done with him here on RUclips and was captivated by the wild head of hair and the wise face I saw in the thumbnail. I thought I might as well see what he had to say. I found myself moved and entranced by him. He had stirred something within me and I watched more and more content that was available here online. I googled his books and said to myself, as soon as I have the cash I'll pick up a few of them. Between the jigs and the reels life went on, covid hit and I had moved on from Moriarty. I was in the middle of a degree and had closed myself off to any outside education or content that required reading or deep thought for fear my poor, fried head would evaporate altogether if it absorbed anything else. So was the immersion into an enduring brain fog, a monotony, a bleeding of day into night. I was stuck at home, I was emotionally and mentally drained just like everyone else in Christendom and around the world who was at the mercy of the virus. Eventually, I got new a job shortly before graduating and the 9-5 chipped slowly and steadily away at my soul. "Don't fence me in", says John. "I understand you, now, John", says I. Days became weeks, weeks became months. What was once a colourful world had become colourless, and little to nothing excited me. Then one day I was in Charle Byrne's bookshop in Galway city. After having seen a documentary about Alastair Crowley I perused the spirituality / religion section looking for a biography when I happened upon a copy of Dreamtime. That day I made a choice between deviltry and holiness. Mother of God, didn't I remember all about John and the wisdom of Kerry men and the folly of European education, didn't I remember the spirit of the native Americans and the beautiful Buffalo woman, didn't I remember "don't fence me in". Unfortunately, John's books were on the more expensive side and I still couldn't justify buying a copy financially. So, I put a Moriarty book, any book at all on my Christmas list. It was the only thing I wanted. And wasn't I lucky enough to have a dear friend buy me a copy of the Hut at the Edge of the Village, a compilation of John's writings and excerpts from other books. Well when I tell you I was never so delighted with a present before. Then, another personal crisis of identity and integrity hit me and all was blackness before I got a chance to start reading. I was utterly depressed and utterly hopeless at my realisation. Time passed again and I found myself alone in my room. I was staring at the walls, at the void, when I saw the Hut at the Edge of the Village sitting on my book shelf. I started to read, and with each word, I felt the grey rain curtain that had been cast over my soul peeled back. I felt the self renewed and reborn. I felt the need to live, to really and truly live. To walk out in Connemara and ask the hare to remove my education, my concepts, my fears, my notions and prejudices. I reacquainted myself with nature, I deleted soul sucking social medias, I listened to John on RUclips every night before I went to sleep and I began to write my own parables, my own stories, my own ideas of faith and science and human purpose. I was led by a calloused Kerryman's hand out of the dark and into the light. My religion has been Moriartianism for the last few seasons. I have since engaged with Invoking Ireland and Nostos and hope to expand my library. I hope to expand my heart, my soul, my life. So I say to all who need to find themselves when lost, take John's hand and don't let go. The master will bring you home. Bring you home to life, to the earth, to God. And I thank people like you Francis, busy people who have taken the time out of their day to upload John's clips and keep his spirit alive in the digital world for lost souls like me to find. Thank you for helping so many people find their way to John.
@@avriloconnell8902 Beautiful ❤️ Thank you for sharing. Something deep in me knew you had a story to tell about John and I felt compelled to ask you. I'm glad you replied😊 I'm sure there are many who will resonate with your story.
May it rest here to inspire others who stumble across John in the coming years.🙏
@@franciscassidy2131 thank you Francis for your kind words ❤️
@avriloconnell8902 Your story of your journey is very touching. Today, actually a few minutes ago as I walked my little dog Peanut, I too made a decision to live instead of biding my time til the end. On opening YT there was this segment on John Moriarty and your message. Another Irish expat here in USA told me to read John's books and I've procrastinated. But now will find a way to pay for them as you did.
Thank you again for inspiring me to share this.
A powerful story
Thanks Francis, never knew of these interviews.
Glad you came across it! They just released a podcast with the free highlights from the 3 interviews. You can find it here: www.irishlifeandlore.com/podcast-john-moriarty-philosopher-writer-and-poet/
It's well worth purchasing the talks though if you're into Moriarty as they were recorded just before his death.
Great philosopher
Much missed
What did John's father say to him at 4:39? I just can't make it out. Thanks very much for the upload.
Your welcome!
I think he says "she has hard landlords now John, and they were slashing her".
It sounds like she was facing into some dark unresolved collective stuff and couldn't quite surrender into it.
A beautiful story. Maybe two enlightened beings.
Legend
May Jesus that died on the cross have no hard feelings against you Mary