THE RIGHT PASSAGE

THE RIGHT PASSAGE

I feel strangely peaceful

this morning

like the muddy pond

which left alone

becomes clear.

I pick up Eternal Echoes

a book I have not read for 

a long time.

The page opens to this:

One of the most tender images

is the human person at prayer.

When the body gathers itself

before the Divine,

a stillness deepens.

The blaring din of distraction ceases,

and the deeper tranquillity

within the heart envelops the body.

To see people at prayer

is a touching sight.

For a while,

they have become unmoored

from the grip of society, work, and role.

It is as if they have chosen

to enter into a secret belonging

carried within the soul;

they rest in that inner temple

impervious to outer control or claiming.

A person at prayer also evokes

the sense of vulnerability and fragility.

Their prayer reminds us

that we are mere guests on the earth,

pilgrims who always walk on unsteady ground, carrying in earthen vessels

multitudes of longing.

 --Eternal Echoes, John O’Donohue

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Happiness is . . .

being unmoored with longing

 and

finding the right passage.

I am blessed.

And so are you.

And so are we all.