A Snuggle of Blessings

September 7, 2011

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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 into 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 curach 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



  1. One of my favourite John O’Donohue poems. I used it on my blog for St. Pat’s day this year. Plus a video of him reading it in that marvelous Irish brogue.

  2. Would you believe, I didn’t even know what John looked like, until yesterday!

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