Finding our place of rest is as much to do with our inner being as our outer circumstances.
A quiet place helps, yet if we are constantly striving inside, no amount of green or deep blue will give us the peace we seek.
Fundamentally, our rest is internal.
Deep down, for many of us, it hinges on whether we feel that we are enough.
Rather than my words, here are three brief pieces to feed your soul and remind you of who you are.
Hafez, the 14th-century Persian poet, opens the door:
‘I wish I could show you
when you are lonely or in darkness,
The Astonishing Light
of your own Being.’
Gideon Heugh, the young, 21st-century poet, invites us in to see what is really there:
You are a wild and gleeful thing,
nudged by lavish grace
towards all the astonishments,
and nothing can stop it
You are not a mistake.
The earth aches for your singular life,
for the miracle radiance
of purely, specifically
The shakings and the dark noises
of a man-made world
cannot compete with your hallelujah blood,
your hosanna spirit,
or with the gentle fury of hope.
And John O’Donohue completes the welcome, with a blessing:
TO COME HOME TO YOURSELF
May all that is unforgiven in you,
May your fears yield
Their deepest tranquilities.
May all that is unlived in you,
Blossom into a future,
Graced with love.
Today, may you find rest as you wander through your inner and outer world.
Knowing that you are loved and appreciated.
Inward and outward journeys, which require honesty and compassion for ourselves and others.