Prayer and
Learning Groups

John O’Donohue, from his book “To Bless the Space Between Us” (written in the Celtic tradition.)


On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.

And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets in to you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green,
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.


When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of despair
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the water be yours,
may the protection of God and the  ancestors be yours.

And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
and an invisible cloak
to mind your life.                         beannacht - john o'donohue