A Blessing for Belonging

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For Belonging

May you listen to your longing to be free.
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May the frames of your belonging be generous enough for your dreams.
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May you arise each day with a voice of blessing whispering in your heart.
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May you find a harmony between your soul and your life.
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May the sanctuary of your soul never become haunted.
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May you know the eternal longing that lives at the heart of time.
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May there be kindness in your gaze when you look within.
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May you never place walls between the light and yourself.
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May you allow the wild beauty of the invisible world to gather you, mind you and embrace you in belonging.

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What a beautiful and deeply insightful invitation in this blessing from John O’Donohue in his book Benedictus: A Book of Blessings. The ~ are mine as I wanted to pause and let each phrase sink in, nourishing our whole being.

This week I have been part of several conversations and exchanges about place, belonging and the Welsh word โ€˜Hireathโ€™, which is an expression of deep longing and affinity for home.

In this period of profound transition, I am not surprised that we are seeking something that sounds like โ€˜deep calls to deepโ€™ and are struggling with the words to express what we are searching for.

I donโ€™t want to settle for anything less.

Would you?

Thanks for reading

Sue

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