#john odonohue

[sorrydetka]

but they open the door too late

killing eve, 2.03 // anam cara by john o'donohue // buffy the vampire slayer, 6.13

[emotional-algebra]

"Your soul knows the geography of your destiny. Your soul alone has the map of your future, therefore you can trust this indirect, oblique side of yourself. If you do, it will take you where you need to go, but more important it will teach you a kindness of rhythm in your journey."

John O'Donohue

[life-observed]

In the Celtic tradition, there is a beautiful understanding of love and friendship. One of the fascinating ideas here is the idea of soul-love; the old Gaelic term for this is anam cara. Anam is the Gaelic word for soul and cara is the word for friend. So anam cara in the Celtic world was the “soul friend.” In the early Celtic church, a person who acted as a teacher, companion, or spiritual guide was called an anam cara. It originally referred to someone to whom you confessed, revealing the hidden intimacies of your life. With the anam cara you could share your inner-most self, your mind and your heart. This friendship was an act of recognition and belonging. When you had an anam cara, your friendship cut across all convention, morality, and category. You were joined in an ancient and eternal way with the “friend of your soul.” The Celtic understanding did not set limitations of space or time on the soul. There is no cage for the soul. The soul is a divine light that flows into you and into your Other. This art of belonging awakened and fostered a deep and special companionship.

[typo1]

I would love to live

Like a river flows,

Carried by the surprise

Of its own unfolding.

John O´Donohue - Fluent

[banehood]

Februllage Day 14: Dream

For all the folks who wander the Inner Landscape.

[odelia-i]

"Nature is the direct expression of the divine imagination" - John O'Donoghue.

💙 All we behold is an expression of the divine within us.

[poemmedicine]

This is the Time to Be Slow

John O’Donohue

This is the time to be slow, Lie low to the wall Until the bitter weather passes.

Try, as best you can, not to let The wire brush of doubt Scrape from your heart All sense of yourself And your hesitant light.

If you remain generous, Time will come good; And you will find your feet Again on fresh pastures of promise, Where the air will be kind And blushed with beginning.

[agardeninstepetronille]

May my mind come alive today To the invisible geography That invites me to new frontiers, To break the dead shell of yesterdays, To risk being disturbed and changed.

May I have the courage today To live the life that I would love, To postpone my dream no longer But do at last what I came here for And waste my heart on fear no more.

JOHN O'DONOHUE

[amethyst42]

"If you make your gaze beautiful, then beauty will come to meet it." -John O'Donohue https://www.cbc.ca/listen/live-radio/1-59-tapestry/clip/16030316-our-requested-interview-john-odonohue An ex-Catholic priest, on beauty.

[unofficialchronicle]

A Morning Offering – John O’Donohue

I bless the night that nourished my heart To set the ghosts of longing free Into the flow and figure of dream That went to harvest from the dark Bread for the hunger no one sees.

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All that is eternal in me Welcomes the wonder of this day, The field of brightness it creates Offering time for each thing To arise and illuminate.

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I place on the altar of dawn: The quiet loyalty of breath, The tent of thought where I shelter, Waves of desire I am shore to And all beauty drawn to the eye.

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May my mind come alive today To the invisible geography That invites me to new frontiers, To break the dead shell of yesterdays, To risk being disturbed and changed.

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May I have the courage today To live the life that I would love, To postpone my dream no longer But do at last what I came here for And waste my heart on fear no more.

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source: https://www.mindfulnessassociation.net/words-of-wonder/a-morning-offering-john-odonohue/

[lioninsunheart]

“One of the lovely ways to pray is to take your body out into the landscape and to be still in it. ... ... If you go out for several hours into a place that’s wild, your mind begins to slow down, down, down. What’s happening is that the clay of your body is retrieving its own sense of sisterhood and brotherhood with the clay of the landscape.”

John O’Donohue

[topangamnss]

To Come Home to Yourself

May all that is unforgiven in you

Be released.

May your fears yield 

Their deepest tranquilities.

May all that is unlived in you

Blossom into a future

Graced with love.

– John O’Donohue

[salonduthe]

EASTER BLESSING (For John O’Donohue)

The blessing of the morning light to you, may it find you even in your invisible appearances, may you be seen to have risen from some other place you know and have known in the darkness and that that carries all you need. May you see what is hidden in you as a place of hospitality and shadowed shelter, may that hidden darkness be your gift to give, may you hold that shadow to the light and the silence of that shelter to the word of the light, may you join all of your previous disappearances with this new appearance, this new morning, this being seen again, new and newly alive. David Whyte, from his upcoming book The Bell and the Blackbird (published on 20 April 2018) (with thanks to aliveonallchannels)

[julesofnature]

When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic, Time takes on the strain until it breaks; Then all the unattended stress falls in On the mind like an endless, increasing weight. The light in the mind becomes dim. Things you could take in your stride before Now become laborsome events of will. Weariness invades your spirit. Gravity begins falling inside you, Dragging down every bone. The tide you never valued has gone out. And you are marooned on unsure ground. Something within you has closed down; And you cannot push yourself back to life. You have been forced to enter empty time. The desire that drove you has relinquished. There is nothing else to do now but rest And patiently learn to receive the self You have forsaken in the race of days. At first your thinking will darken And sadness take over like listless weather. The flow of unwept tears will frighten you. You have traveled too fast over false ground; Now your soul has come to take you back. Take refuge in your senses, open up To all the small miracles you rushed through. Become inclined to watch the way of rain When it falls slow and free. Imitate the habit of twilight, Taking time to open the well of color That fostered the brightness of day. Draw alongside the silence of stone Until its calmness can claim you. Be excessively gentle with yourself. Stay clear of those vexed in spirit. Learn to linger around someone of ease Who feels they have all the time in the world. Gradually, you will return to yourself, Having learned a new respect for your heart And the joy that dwells far within slow time.

‘For One Who Is Exhausted, a Blessing’ “To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings”, by John O’Donohue

https://medium.com/@bfeld/john-odonohue-for-one-who-is-exhausted-a-blessing-f02249276578

[iriseslonging]

https://onbeing.org/programs/john-odonohue-the-inner-landscape-of-beauty-aug2017/