To come home to yourself-

May all that is unforgiven in you,

Be released.

May your fears yield

Their deepest tranquilities.

May all that is unlived in you,

Blossom into a future,

Graced with love.

~John O’Donohue

oh how I want to live into this

inquiry for today~ what do you want to live into?

how love alters us

Because I could not stop for Death –He kindly stopped for me –

The Carriage held but just Ourselves –And Immortality.We slowly drove –

He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too,

For His Civility –We passed the School, where Children strove At Recess – in the Ring –

We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –We passed the Setting Sun –Or rather –He passed Us –

The Dews drew quivering and Chill –For only Gossamer, my Gown –My Tippet – only Tulle –

We paused before a House that seemed A Swelling of the Ground –The Roof was scarcely visible –

The Cornice – in the Ground – Since then – ’tis Centuries – and yet

Feels shorter than the Day

I first surmised the Horses’ Heads

Were toward Eternity –

~Emily Dickinson