hold the shell & listen

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Delightful to me to be on an island hill,
on the crest of a rock,
that I might often watch the quiet sea.

That I might watch the heavy waves
above the bright water, as they chant
music to their Father everlastingly.

That I might watch it’s smooth, bright-bordered shore,
no gloomy pastime, that I might hear the cry
of the strange birds, a pleasing sound.

That I might hear the murmur of the long waves
against the rocks, that I might hear
the sound of the sea, like mourning beside a grave.

That I might watch the splendid flocks of birds
over the well-watered sea, that I might see
its mighty whales, the greatest wonder.

That I might watch its ebb and flood in their course,
that my name should be–it is a secret that I tell–
“he who turned his back upon Ireland.”

~Poem attributed to St. Columcille

this becoming is a gift…….ebb of tide within, like the spiral of our own shell…..

inquiry for today~  may you know your own discovery as you discover the world……

call from the deep

It takes a long time to sift through the more superficial voices of your own gift in order to enter into the deep signature and tonality of your Otherness. When you speak from that deep, inner voice, you are really speaking from the unique tabernacle of your own presence. There is a voice within you that no one, not even you, has ever heard. Give yourself the opportunity of silence and begin to develop your listening in order to hear, deep within yourself, the music of your own spirit.

~John O’Donohue

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