St Fachtnan’s Well, Carran, County Clare
Last week’s well - St Bridget’s near Liscannor - was perhaps one of the most ritually and literally complex that I’ve come across. So for contrast, this week offers one of the simplest. If ever there were a monument in stone to West of Ireland Folk Christianity, I’d say this is it.
The well of St Fachtnan - or Fachtna, depending on who you listen to - is not easy to find. Out in the wilds of the Burren, near Carran, you have to know where to look if you’re to spot it. Pay attention while wandering down the right lane, and you’ll eventually see a handpainted sign on a telegraph pole, pointing you across a low stone wall and through some brown furze:
The well itself is a thing of crude beauty. A very ancient wellhouse constructed of limestone slabs, with a roof made up of a drystone cairn topped with a cross. The cross is two hazel rods bound together with tape:
By the well, as you’ll see in the photo above, is a little hawthorn rag tree, which is still used. As for the well itself - it’s not a spring this week, but a simple hollow in a limestone rock, which fills up with rainwater:
This is another eye well, and people would come here from miles around for a cure for their sore or even blinded eyes. Perhaps this is why St Fachtnan is the well’s patron. Facthnan (or Fachtna) was a sixth century saint who was said to have cured his own eye disease by bathing his eyes in the milk of the mother of another saint, Mochoemoc.1
Where the saint got this idea nobody knows, but apparently it worked. If it seems a bit of leap for your own eye ailment, then his well awaits out on the limestone karst, to receive your visit and your prayers.
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According to the always reliable Wikipedia, anyway. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fachtna_of_Rosscarbery#cite_note-FOOTNOTEStephenLee189489-4
Breastmilk is a very good cure for baby’s eye infections. The immune enhancing components in breastmilk are phenomenal. I read you as saying that it was breastmilk that the Saint bathed their eye in... Is that correct?
I love- especially highlight by your concluding paragraph- that humans exist today who are sufficiently devout… persons that when certain things in life happen their source of authority and trust can sufficiently switch… from 2 generations of adverts pushing products to make us hyper-sanitized and especially accelerated societal germaphobia…
Switch… To washing ones eyeballs- of all bodily members!- with standing rainwater in a groove of exposes rock.
This beautiful truth about my human brethren even in these days, settles me a little this morning. Gives me a peace offering in exchange for my own itchy and weary sight from sore eyes.
There it is: a peace of cool rainwater collected in ancient natural stone. Be still and rest a while.
Hoping we may all rest our eyes again. Even now in the midst of blistering storms God bids me, still. Rest child.
With gratitude for this
MB