What a perfect blessing for the holidays

 

via being.publicradio.org

Okay, so this blessing I just heard on NPR's On Being appeals to the Irish in me, but what beautiful thoughts to wish for.

  

Beannacht

("Blessing")

 

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 ~

 

(Echoes of Memory)

 

 

Comments

[Aer conditonat]

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[Aer Conditionat]

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[Demetria]

"May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,"
...Beautiful! The scenery and words are breathtaking. Makes me want to be there.