From my notebook

while looking for a printed-out knitting pattern today
i came across a notebook that i had forgotten about
one, as many of mine, that were filled with texts

several pages
with John O'Donohue's wisdom

still speaking to me
discovering more 


Vibeke

.......

You are coming to see how your looking often darkened
When you should have felt safe enough to fall toward love,
How deep down your eyes were always owned by something

That faced them through a dark fester of thorns
Converting whoever came into a further figure of the wrong;
You could only see what touched you as already torn

Now the act of seeing begins your work of mourning.
And your memory is ready to show you everything,
Having waited all these years for you to return and know.

Only you know where the casket of pain is interred. 
You will have to scrape through all the layers of covering
And according to your readiness, everything will open. 

May you be blessed with a wise and compassionate guide
Who can accompany you through the fear and grief
Until your heart has wept its way to your true self.

......

From "o Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings"



...many people wonder where they should be and what they should do, when in fact they should be more concerned how to be. The love side of your life is the place of greatest tenderness within you. In a culture preoccupied with fixities and definitions and correspondingly impatient of mystery, it is difficult to step out from the transparency of false light into the more candlelit world of the soul.

From "anam cara"