I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Saturday, November 5, 2016
Blessings
An Old Celtic Blessing
May the blessing of light be on you—
light without and light within.
May the blessed sunlight shine on you
and warm your heart
till it glows like a great peat fire.
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I like blessings!
I like receiving them
Mostly I like offering them
Like precious gifts
Offered out like precious jewels
I can bless, not because I have anything to offer
But because offering a blessing is nothing more or less
Than reminding people
That the door to the warm, loving presence of the Sacred
Is always unlocked
And contrary to popular demand, we need not always walk
Sometimes it’s OK to just walk in
For a warm greeting
Always awaits
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