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San Francisco Museum of Modern Art, 1963.  Herb Slodounik

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“You are so knitted into a day. You are within it; the day is as close as your skin. It is around your eyes; it is inside your mind. The day moves you, often it can weigh you down; or again it can raise you up. Yet the amazing fact is: this day vanishes. When you look behind you, you do not see your past standing there in a series of day shapes. You cannot wander back through the gallery of your past. Your days have disappeared silently and for ever. Your future time has not arrived yet. The only ground of time is the present moment.” - John O’Donohue, from Anam Cara, The Book of Celtic Wisdom

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Possa tu ascoltare il tuo desiderio di libertà. Possano i confini del tuo appartenere essere sufficientemente generosi per i tuoi sogni. Possa tu svegliarti ogni giorno con una voce benevola che sussurra nel tuo cuore. Possa tu trovare armonia tra anima e vita. Possa il santuario della tua anima non essere mai infestato. Possa tu conoscere l’eterno desiderio che vive nel cuore del tempo. Possa esserci gentilezza nel tuo sguardo quando ti guardi dentro. Possa tu non creare barriere tra la luce e te stesso. Possa tu permettere alla bellezza selvaggia del mondo invisibile di raccoglierti, prendersi cura di te ed abbracciarti nell’appartenere.

-John O’ Donohue-

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Excerpt from the poem "For the Dying," by John O'Donohue

May there be some beautiful surprise

Waiting for you inside death

Something you never knew or felt,

Which with one simple touch

Absolves you of all loneliness and loss,

As you quicken within the embrace

For which your soul was eternally made.

May your heart be speechless

At the sight of the truth

Of all your belief had hoped,

Your heart breathless

In the light and lightness

Where each and every thing

Is at last its true self

Within that serene belonging

That dwells beside us

On the other side

Of what we see.

a link to the whole poem: https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-the-dying/

John O'Donohue was an Irish poet, author, priest, and Hegelian philosopher. He was a native Irish speaker, and as an author is best known for popularising Celtic spirituality. He was born in West Region, Ireland, in 1956. He died in 2008, and is buried in Creggagh Cemetery, near Ballyvaughan (in Ireland).

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The screens vs. the real intimacy of the soul

When John O’Donohue published Anam Cara: A Celtic Book of Wisdom in 1997, Bill Clinton and Tony Blair presided over the politics of the West. At that time, here in Philadelphia, we were a few years into planting a church. It had a great run until my successors hit the pandemic wall. The 90’s seem like a very long time ago. But in many ways, O’Donohue is even more relevant now than he was in the…

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You are in this time of the interim where everything seems withheld. The path you took to get here has washed out. The way forward is still concealed from you. The old is not old enough to have died away, the new is still too young to be born. You cannot lay claim to anything in this place of dusk. Your eyes are blurred and there is no mirror.

Everyone else has lost sight of your heart and you can see nowhere to put your trust. You know you have to make your own way through. As far as you can, hold your confidence.

Do not allow your confusion to squander this call which is loosening your roots in false ground, that you might become free of all you had outgrown.

What is being transfigured here is your mind and it is difficult and slow to become you. The more faithfully you can endure here, the more refined your heart will become for your arrival in the new dawn.

~John O'Donohue

(with thanks to aliveonallchannels)

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It's Howdy Doody Time

The Paris Room Dress-up Trunk “Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.” Edith Sitwell It’s cold.  The kind of cold that surrounds one like an arctic plunge, a chilled-to-the-bone sort of experience, and I’m thrilled. I love the cold. I’m Swedish. It’s clearly a genetic thing, along with…

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Imagination as the Path of the Spirit John O Donohue

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Spiritual Practice: Seeing Yourself as a Stranger

I’ve been quiet here lately, doing a lot of book signings, gathering with friends, and celebrating the holidays with family. I hope you are surrounded by love and light, good friends, warmth, and delicious food this season. I’ve been enamored by a book by John O’Donoghue lately, called Anam Cara: A book of Celtic Wisdom. It is so deep that I’m savoring it slowly and will probably have to read it…

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Evening Poetry, November 10

New path. by Richard Webb is licensed under CC-BY-SA 2.0 This post contains Amazon affiliate links. If you click through and make a purchase, I will receive a small compensation at no extra cost to you. This helps keep my blog ad-free. For a New Beginning by John O'Donohue In out-of-the-way places of the heart, Where your thoughts never think to wander, This beginning has been quietly…

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John O'Donohue's Accompaniment

For a number of us the late poet and philosopher-theologian, John O’Donohue, has articulated for us when we seek words. He crafts a vessel that has carried, or, is carrying, some of us across the waves of grief to safe shores. The words are a companion in loneliness and a gentle sound to punctuate silence. I’ve written of him before in That Worthy Wordsmith is Our Anam Cara. This is but a taste…

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Possa tu ascoltare il tuo desiderio di libertà. Possano i confini del tuo appartenere essere sufficientemente generosi per i tuoi sogni. Possa tu svegliarti ogni giorno con una voce benevola che sussurra nel tuo cuore. Possa tu trovare armonia tra anima e vita.

John O’ Donohue

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Love opens the door

of ancient recognition.

~ John O’ Donohue

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Try to watch a painting from within: How it holds what it never shows. The mystery of your face, Showing what you never see.

John O’ Donohue, from To Bless the Space Between Us 

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If creation were friendly, how would you love?

It is not that easy to be a human, easy to be married, or easy to love your neighbor as yourself when you forget to love yourself. And it is strangely easy to just forget about love altogether. John O’Donohue (1956-2008) Sometimes, when I am attempting marriage counseling, I would like to send the couple off with John O’Donohue’s Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom (1998/2022) until they can feel…

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I would love to live

Like a river flows,

Carried by the surprise

Of its own unfolding.

John O´Donohue - Fluent

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