Monday, January 25, 2010


a crack of light in the dark room of grieving is what friends pass along to us . . . words, hugs, silent communication, notes, bright flowers, food, beautiful cards, waves of loving thought that circumnavigate the world and come to rest upon our earthly bodies. the blessing below came to me from a friend named susie, and the images it evoked brought smiles and delight and a gentle peacefulness to my mind's eye. thus I pass it along in hopes that it will do the same for each of you, whether it's familiar to you or freshly new:

On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets in to you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green,
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.
When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.
May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.

~ John O'Donohue ~

No comments: