Speculate Wildly About Enya (3 Viewers)

I must be in the minority of Enya fans who like Kate Bush who doesn't see them as being particularly close neighbours if given the chance 😅
 
Enya has decided to visit the East Pier in Dún Laoghaire. 😊🏖🖼
On the way there, she was reminded of trips to the East, Nicky's childhood bit of Dublin (East Wall) and the East Side Gallery in Berlin. ♥️

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Enya is curious to hear Lido Pimienta's new album (partly named after her, Caribenya :D) in 5 days' time 😃🎶🌴
 
Enya reclines in a red velvet dress in the great hall.

The fire burns brightly and the candles cast flickering shadows into every corner.

"It is time" she thinks.

She rises from the chaise longue in one fluid motion and moves towards the fireplace, above which hangs a large mirror in an ornate jewelled frame.

All at once, the candles gutter and the fire falls back to a red glow.

She looks into the mirror, and as she stares the reflection in the mirror slowly changes. The years melt away, and a young woman stares back at her.

What paths will she take? All possibilities are open again, all lives still to be lived.

And then in the darkness behind her reflection, she sees them. The points of light, some steady, some flickering; some moving, some still. Some pure white, some pinkish, bluish, yellowish, greenish. They are the spirits of the departed; some recently, some so so long ago.

And she knows that if the listens as hard as she can, she will hear the music. The music they use to communicate. With each other, and maybe with those living who are able and willing to hear.

But what is it that they are saying? What is their message? This, this has been her life's work.

Tonight, though, the music cannot be heard. A wind whistles in the chimney and rattles the windows. Rain on the panes, not the soft summer rain, but harsh rain hammering, demanding entrance.

She sighs, and the fire roars back and lights up the room. The reflection of her younger self is replaced. One candle lights on the mantelpiece.

She takes the candle in her hand and moves across the creaking floor to a door in the corner.

She ascends the stone spiral staircase and opens the door at the top.

The wind howls and the rain pours, and yet as Enya walks out onto the roof of the tower her dress and her hair are unruffled and the rain cannot touch her.

She raises her arms and sings. One short, pure note. The storm calms. The wind ceases. The rain stops. The clouds disperse and stars appear in the dark sky. She allows a fine mist to settle on the velvet of her dress.

She remembers that she has forgotten to do the ironing.
 
A true tragedy. We all know how wrinkles can prevent a gown BILLOWING in the correct aesthetic manner :(

She'll have to stay hidden in her castle for another month.
 
Enya remembers a time, over 40 years ago, sat in the living room of a semi rather than a castle, where a heavily pregnant Roma was rambling on about the Battle of the Boyne. ☺️ (It's the bank holiday in Northern Ireland today)
 
It's a minor thing, but Enya's favourite minor (non modal) key signature 🎼 would probably be A minor. :D

(E.g. her own song Someone Said Goodbye, some of Beatles' Now And Then, Flowers by Miley Cyrus, etc.)
 
Enya liked the wholesome feel of Prime Minister's Questions in the UK today. 🤗
She has no real thoughts on the upcoming Prime Minister, but he seems like a friendly guy who happens to look a bit like a stereotypical butch lesbian. :D
 
Enya loves this picture of her castle submitted to Google Maps (not on Street View) from last year. 🤩
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She also likes the custom castle and hearts emoji that pops up after. :grin:
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Enya watched that programme about Northern Irish footballer George Best. 😌⚽️ He used to visit Ostan Gweedore in the 1970s and 80s (I wonder if they met?) It was quite an emotional time when he passed in 2005 🥲 not long after Amarantine was released. ♥️
 
Enya is going to feed some pigeons today, in honour of Brenda Fricker (aka the Pigeon Lady in Home Alone 2) 🥲💭
 
Then she will fly to the Caribbean to party with Lido Pimienta and friends. :D 🌴
 
Enya might hire the same guy who did the recent restoration of Queen's We Are The Champions to do some for her music videos too. 🤩
 
Speaking of Queen, Enya's favourite of their hits besides Bohemian Rhapsody is probably Killer Queen. :disco:👑🎶🍰🎸🐈‍⬛️

(Haha it just started playing and I was reminded of Enya's suggested Confessions theme. :laugh:)
 
Enya is going to employ some of her nieces and nephews to help produce and be guest musicians for a new album. ☺️
 
Enya has a very high MGO jar of manuka honey from New Zealand, for both consumption and medicinal purposes. :thumbsup:
 
Enya will soon have more fancam edits now that this transition is on Canva ✨
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Shirley said:
Enya reclines in a red velvet dress in the great hall.

The fire burns brightly and the candles cast flickering shadows into every corner.

"It is time" she thinks.

She rises from the chaise longue in one fluid motion and moves towards the fireplace, above which hangs a large mirror in an ornate jewelled frame.

All at once, the candles gutter and the fire falls back to a red glow.

She looks into the mirror, and as she stares the reflection in the mirror slowly changes. The years melt away, and a young woman stares back at her.

What paths will she take? All possibilities are open again, all lives still to be lived.

And then in the darkness behind her reflection, she sees them. The points of light, some steady, some flickering; some moving, some still. Some pure white, some pinkish, bluish, yellowish, greenish. They are the spirits of the departed; some recently, some so so long ago.

And she knows that if the listens as hard as she can, she will hear the music. The music they use to communicate. With each other, and maybe with those living who are able and willing to hear.

But what is it that they are saying? What is their message? This, this has been her life's work.

Tonight, though, the music cannot be heard. A wind whistles in the chimney and rattles the windows. Rain on the panes, not the soft summer rain, but harsh rain hammering, demanding entrance.

She sighs, and the fire roars back and lights up the room. The reflection of her younger self is replaced. One candle lights on the mantelpiece.

She takes the candle in her hand and moves across the creaking floor to a door in the corner.

She ascends the stone spiral staircase and opens the door at the top.

The wind howls and the rain pours, and yet as Enya walks out onto the roof of the tower her dress and her hair are unruffled and the rain cannot touch her.

She raises her arms and sings. One short, pure note. The storm calms. The wind ceases. The rain stops. The clouds disperse and stars appear in the dark sky. She allows a fine mist to settle on the velvet of her dress.

She remembers that she has forgotten to do the ironing.
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Enya forgot the other day when it was 29 years since the car crash she was in (7 weeks before Diana): but remembers it now. 🥲 She can safely say she is less sluggish now than this time in 1997. 😌
 
Enya's favourite flavour to sell is ultra-processed :D

It seems more like she actively avoids a lot of UPFs.
 
Enya thinks the three singing together at the World Cup opening ceremony were a bit naff, even if she doesn't mind them as artists.

The main bit of interest to Enya was the Louis Vuitton trophy case; she might look out for some of those for her own collection. 🏆✨️
 
Enya likes a ballad but Justin Bieber doing one in the middle of an energetic segment doesn't work. She thinks Madonna's live bit should've lasted longer. 🪄
 
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Enya would like to give Messi a hug, aw 🩵
(Though she is happy that the World Cup is basically over, and that Spain eventually won after all that. 😅)
 
This little paragraph describes Enya's personality (without all the ethereal dressing up) to a T. 😅
Not just 'a recluse'

Shopping/purchasing big things and random chatty moments in interviews come to mind as her impulsive traits in the past. With age it can present as being more disorganised and restless than usual. I hope she manages all that okay 😌
 
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