May You Be
Blessed
“May all
that is unforgiven in you be released.
May all
your fears yield to their deepest tranquility.
May all
that is unleashed in you bloom into the future graced with love.”
John
O'Donohue (To Bless the Space Between Us)
There's nothing quite
like an Irish blessing for lyrical grace. You'll remember this one:
“May the road rise up to meet you; may the wind always be at
your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, and the rains fall
soft upon your fields. And, until we meet again, may God hold you in
the hollow of [God's] hand.” It's a blessing for good fortune
in your outer life. The one above, by John O'Donohue is a prayer for
your inner landscape.
Michael Singer, in The
Untethered Soul, makes a very good point in his chapter titled,
“Contemplating Death.” He sets the scenario that you have
one week to live, and you know the exact time that you will die.
Would you spend that week stewing about your past, or worrying about
what might happen in the future? Or, would you want to spend that
last week of life with the people you most love, doing the things
that you most enjoy? What is the “return on investment” for all
the days and hours we spend rehashing the past or anxiously
anticipating the future? We miss this moment, and all that is
happening right now. We don't know when death will visit us—could
be today—could be decades from now. Do we want to sacrifice this
time, however short or long it may be, to worrying about what has
already happened and cannot be changed, or what may or may not happen
in the future? Or do we want to live in the reality of now?
If all our psychic energy
is tied up in the past and future, we have little to spare for all
that is possible within and without at this very moment. Three words
from the Irish blessing strike me as important: Release. Yield.
Bloom. May your day be blessed with love.
In the Spirit,
Jane
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