HeyJaredThe Meadow
Writing at the intersection of ecology, culture and spirituality. Visit my studio in DUMBO, Brooklyn.
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My Hinge Date in Limerick (opens the original)
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It was pouring rain when I arrived in Limerick, which only seemed appropriate. Nobody imagines blue skies when they think of this city. Limerick isn’t a town tourists visit on purpose. It’s a grey, gritty, hard-luck place; a city people just pass through on their way to something more beautiful. Even though my family hails from Limerick, I was no exception to this rule. In late August, I’d decided to take a break in Limerick on a long drive from Sligo to Cork City. The plan was to have a quick c
Falling for Yeats in Sligo (opens the original)
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When I landed at Shannon airport at dawn, I didn’t have anything that resembled a plan. The man at the Hertz rental car counter asked me where I was headed. After a beat I said, “Sligo” because I liked the sound of it. He convinced me to sign up for an inordinate amount of car insurance and handed me the keys. In the airport parking lot, I plugged Sligo into my GPS. I discovered it would take me three hours to drive there. I didn’t sleep at all on the plane and I’d never driven on the left hand
Leaving the Nest in a Troubled Time (opens the original)
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My first daughter was born the year Obama was elected. That was eighteen years ago and it really felt as if the nation had finally turned a corner. I clipped out the newspaper headlines and pasted them into my daughter’s baby book. I wanted my child to know her birth coincided with such a hopeful and happy shift. Social transformation felt tangible. Anything seemed possible. That January, I threw an inauguration party for the neighborhood moms at my apartment on Henry. My mom friends showed up a
On the Merits of Ditching Instagram (opens the original)
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This summer I renewed my passport as a literary citizen. I’ve somehow managed to write a weekly essay, finish a handful of books, and get all the way through long-form news articles in publications like The Atlantic and The New Yorker.I’d assumed this literary part of myself had burnt itself out, or perhaps withered from disuse and distraction. However, as it turns out, my literary self wasn’t dead. She was just dormant. This sudden resurrection had nothing to do with me taking magnesium supplem
How to Avoid the Tourist Trap (opens the original)
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After I booked my annual flight to Shannon airport, my youngest asked me why I always go to Ireland. “There’s so much to see in the world,” she commented.“I agree,” I said. “But I feel like I’ve only just begun to understand Ireland.”“You go there every year.”“It’s my touchstone,” I explained. She’s right to challenge me. I mean I’d love to go back to Brazil, see Bolivia. Nepal has been calling for some time. And Tunisia too.Yet when it comes time to travel, all I really want is to return to Ire
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