This is me at the top of Mullach Mor, the mountain that dominates the Holy Isle, that Marian and I decided to tackle yesterday afternoon, in a four-hour walk/scramble/totter on increasingly wobbly legs. Here they call it going 'over the top', and for me it felt like pushing myself beyond all sorts of mental and physical limits, involving Marian coaxing me along very narrow and steep paths rather too close to what to me looked like sheer drops to the sea far below, to emerge on the gentle grassy path at the other end feeling quite proud of myself, not to mention fearless. Which made it feel very appropriate then to come across the shrine the Green Tara, the goddess of fearlessness. To round it all off, this morning we went along to the (rather early) morning ceremony dedicated to Green Tara, involving an hour's worth of very hypnotic musical and engrossing chanting,with bells, cymbals, and a large and beautifully resonant gong. One small step for womankind, but a giant leap for Mandy!