Summer in November
Yesterday I received an email from a poetry site I recently subscribed to, Panhala. Whenever I “google” for my favourite David Whyte, or Mary Oliver, or John O’Donohue poem, this site comes to my rescue, with the poem, a lovely photo and sometimes a bit of music.
Yesterday, this is what I received…a reminder… a “quiet miracle” given what and how I was feeling at the moment I clicked “open.”
For Presence
Awaken to the mystery of being here
and enter the quiet immensity of your own presence.
Have joy and peace in the temple of your senses.
Receive encouragement when new frontiers beckon.
Respond to the call of your gift and the courage to
follow its path.
Let the flame of anger free you of all falsity.
May warmth of heart keep your presence aflame.
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.
~ John O’Donohue ~
Katharine – serendipity because I just taught this poem in my night class after Dr. Joe gave it
to my network group!
Yes, serendipity all the way around and through. I’ve found Dr. Joe and I often draw from the same wellsprings….Thank you.