STRIPPED
He ordered them to take nothing for their journey except a staff; no bread, no bag, no money in their belts; but to wear sandals and not to put on two tunics…
CDS AND downloads of Celts are now in the final stages of post-production. It is very much an album of stripped down, raw acoustic music, mixed with the natural sounds of Gower. It is inspired by the stripped down and natural church of our ancestors on these islands and we hope it will inspire people to come to the thin places, whether through geographical or spiritual pilgrimage, or both. This being Sea Sunday, here is a poem by Leslie, which is included on the album with just his voice and the sounds of the sea.
Brendan
The sea is still this blessed day, the colour of a flattened sword.
Not like last night, shrieked like a horse, and tried to throw me off its back.
I am proud, not my only sin, but Lord I tell you true I wept,
And quaking, vomited my fear.
Though still now, it is cold, despite my monks’ brown wool,
My hands are numb on the paddle, I stink like a goat.
This coracle is clumsy, fragile, small, I fear death yes, but failure more,
And why? To tell God’s truth I do not know, some urgent force propels me on
To find the victim folk who live in fear, and tell the story of the risen Christ.
The current flows beneath my eggshell craft of leather, willow, pitch and sweat,
And soon I’ll fall on foreign sand.
For now Lord, keep me safe to do your work,
And guide me with your healing hand.
Can’t wait to hear the album. I know it comes from the heart. I think this is so lovely and it’s clear that God is shining through you both 🌈🌈🌊⭐️⭐️⭐️