By: Blonde Two

Today is Halloween and I have been planning all year to write a blog post about spooky happenings on Dartmoor.  Believe me, there are plenty of dead people up there and some of the best ghost stories I have ever heard – you don’t even have to go out in the dark to feel the departed soul vibes.  But, the best plans can sometimes be the ones that you change at the last minute and after the Two Blondes’ peaceful and relaxing stay at Treloyhan Manor at St Ives, I don’t feel like writing about scary stuff anymore.

We all have points in our life when we feel that enough is enough.  Both Blondes have been feeling that a bit recently but I think I can speak for both of us when I say that we have returned from Cornwall feeling more rested and encouraged than when we left Devon on Monday.  The combination of long walks in exhilarating Atlantic air and the peace and quiet of Treloyhan Manor have definitely had a soothing effect on my soul.

I don’t know if anyone else has noticed but walking can often have this effect on the soul/spirit/chi – whatever you prefer to call it.  There is something about being in close touch with the natural world and exposed to the elements that brings you back to the basics of life and gives your mind a chance to ease itself away from every day worries. Blonde One and I often say that we need a Dartmoor day to “clear our heads”. I would go further than that and say that a day out walking can (and almost always does) clear your spirit.

During our unexpected (and much enjoyed) concert from the Trelawney Singers on Monday night, I was reminded of an Irish blessing that I first learnt as a youngster.  Even as a hormone loaded teenager, I understood the healing power of the outside and could often be seen stalking around the Malvern Hills when the “whole world” was against me.  The blessing goes like this and will, I am sure, strike a chord with any of you who love to lace up your boots and just go …

May the road rise up to meet you.

May the wind be ever at your back.

May the sun shine warm upon your face.

May the rain fall soft upon your fields.

And until we meet again.

May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.

cropped-Dartmoor-Road.jpg