May anxiety never linger about you.
May your outer dignity mirror an inner dignity of soul.
Take time to celebrate the quiet miracles that seek no attention.
Be consoled in the secret symmetry of your soul.
May you experience each day as a sacred gift,
woven around the heart of wonder.
Anxiety has lingered much longer than I ever thought it could. These words are a balm, encouraging a smile and welcoming me to this present moment. On reflection, it must have been those quiet miracles that moved me through days, weeks and years when I was unable to focus.
I’m grateful for a heart of wonder. May I use this wonder to reach out and explore possibilities before me. May I experience wonder’s gift as holy and healing.
Quote: John O’Donohue, from For Presence
Keep watch, dear Lord, with those who work, or watch, or weep this night,
and give your angels charge over those who sleep.
Tend the sick, Lord Christ; give rest to the weary,
bless the dying, soothe the suffering, pity the afflicted,
shield the joyous; and all for your love’s sake. Amen.
May we be aware of all who journey through these nights working, watching and weeping. For the caregivers, the doctors, the nurses and the chaplains who stand by the bed of those who are struggling to live – breath by breath. For the loved ones, the parents, the children, the neighbors and the prayerful who must stand outside the doorway – concerned and scared.
May we offer our strength and hope to these people who rise to their sentinel call as the sun sets. From the top of a lighthouse to the rail of a bridge, these are the people who focus in the dark to comfort and protect those suffering and weary.
May we pray for the arrival of relief. Relief in the form of healing, in the joy of reunions and in the return of peace and comfort around home’s hearth.
Prayer found in Episcopal Book of Common Prayer
Photo: Wendy Claire Barrie
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.
Quote: John O’Donohue —
Excerpt from ‘Beannacht’ in his book: To Bless The Space Between Us
Photo: Ann Cahill – County Clare/Ireland
If grief can be a doorway to love, then let us all weep for the world we are breaking apart so we can love it back to wholeness again.
Quote: Robbin Wall Kimmerer
Give yourself time to make a prayer that will become the prayer of your soul. Listen to the voices of longing in your soul. Listen to your hungers. Give attention to the unexpected that lives around the rim of your life. Listen to your memory and to the in rush of your future, to the voices of those near you and those you have lost. Out of all of that attention to your soul, make a prayer that is big enough for your wild soul, yet tender enough for your shy and awkward vulnerability; that has enough healing to gain the ointment of divine forgiveness for your wounds; enough truth and vigour to challenge your blindness and complacency; enough graciousness and vision to mirror your immortal beauty. Write a prayer that is worthy of the destiny to which you have been called.
Quote: John O’Donohue
Excerpt from ETERNAL ECHOES
Photo: Ann Cahill