The quiet of this place

In the quiet of this place, in the dark of the night, I wait and watch.
The senses of my heart are awake to you.
In the stillness of my soul, I search in the silence of my spirit, O God.

John Philip Newell, Celtic Benediction
(Weavings)

The quiet of early morning 

Breathe deep and take in these quiet moments – the time just before the first bird sings.

The spirit is near but we are often unaware. Even as her offer to encourage and inspire stands ready, we manage to proudly claim this inspiration as something of our own creation.

May you begin this Sabbath with a still and focused breath.

cloaked in stillness

 

I Am

I am, you anxious one.

Don’t you sense me, ready to break
into being at your touch?
My murmurings surround you like shadowy wings.
Can’t you see me standing before you
cloaked in stillness?
Hasn’t my longing ripened in you
from the beginning
as fruit ripens on a branch?

I am the dream you are dreaming.
When you want to awaken, I am that wanting:
I grow strong in the beauty you behold.
And with the silence of stars I enfold
your cities made by time.

Rainer Maria Rilke