Name: Mind Over Mountains - Máirtín Óg's story
SKU: 6916
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Mind Over Mountains – Máirtín Óg’s story

€16.99

A prolonged, mournful, high pitched clear sounding expression of grief and pain. A wailing sound. I looked up at my mother’s face. She was drowned in tears running down her face, dressed in black – seven months pregnant and inconsolable. She placed her hand on my shoulder. I was eight years of age.”

Description

A story of trials and tribulations, hope and despair and rebirth. This is Máirtín Ógs story. An honest journey that will make you laugh and cry in equal measure but ultimately the aim of this book is to help people. Its about overcoming adversity, looking after your mental well being and working on a positive mindset to carry you through life. A wonderful read
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“The Priest threw some holy water from a small bottle into the hole. Then he took a shovel from a pile of newly dug earth and dropped a little soil onto the coffin that had just been lowered into the grave. He said a prayer and gestured to the men lined around the hole. All the men held shovels, dressed in black suits, with white shirts and black ties, they began filling in the grave. The earth was a mixture of sand and small stones and soil. The echo of earth and stone falling on the wooden casket below was haunting.

I looked around and most people in my eye line were crying. The sun was shining brightly and I could hear the sound of the waves breaking off the stones at the seashore and onto the small sandy beach close by. Then, I heard another very distinctive sound. A prolonged, mournful, high pitched clear sounding expression of grief and pain. A wailing sound. I looked up at my mother’s face. She was drowned in tears running down her face, dressed in black – seven months pregnant and inconsolable. She placed her hand on my shoulder. I was eight years of age.”