Goodbye Kevin Dunne

One of my best friends Kevin Dunne died last night. Usually when someone close to me dies I don’t really get it. I do what needs to be done but I don’t allow myself to feel and grieve.

Kevin and I have been soulmates since the Sixties. We met through rock’n’roll. He loved Dylan, I didn’t… For almost forty five years he kept playing me Dylan’s latest in the hopes of a conversion, but no good.

It’s extraordinary how little real stuff, like feelings, we can share. I always assumed I knew where Kevin was at emotionally, but I never checked it out and he probably wouldn’t have told me anyway.

I couldn’t sleep last night so I got up and sat wrapped up in a rug and left a spare rug beside me for Kevin and I think I heard him say ‘Ya stupid bollocks, would ya keep yourself warm’. Kevin was a real giver and it was only last night that I realised how similar we are. We expressed it differently but we were definitely cut from the same tree.

All my love Kevin, travel safely and don’t forget to visit – or I’ll fuckin kill ya!

Oran’s breakfast

Sitting on a hill in Italy 7.30am. Sun rising across the hills. Mist rising from the valley. I feel a burst of happy energy. I light a log fire and do yoga for the first time in six months. I meditate (I must be the world’s worst meditator) and eat the remains of my son’s breakfast. He has just gone to the airport with his mother, Lauren, and I nearly cry. When he’s here we hardly see him and now he’s gone back to school in America until Christmas.

I sit and ponder ideas for Musgrave’s next promotion. Some new shapes for my pottery for January and details for a spa in Athlone. They are all threads of the same stream of consciousness. When I design I try to be part of where the universe is at the moment and to express it. So all of my work today has a unity, a common theme. I don’t think ideas come from me – it’s like I am a conduit and dip into the universal consciousness as best I can. Maybe every action in the universe affects this and it’s just a question of how open we are to the process.

Love Stephen

Let’s let go

Blogging ain’t easy you know, as I like to offer a worthwhile gift.

I had an amazing dream last night and I woke up and continued the line of thought. It was like earth shattering and I want to share it with you but I can’t remember a thing! Next time I’ll get up and write it down – it seemed so magical that had I written it down it might have vanished before morning.

I live a blessed life and a lot of the time I experience it as hell. I must remember to switch to the heaven channel cos I know that’s where I am. I just seem to like a little torture and it’s said that we humans are smart! I bet a rat or a mosquito wouldn’t be so foolish as me.

Slainte.