Tag Archives: John O’Donohue

The Shoreline of the Invisible

Usually when I sit down to tap out a blog post, I have a vague sense of what I want to talk about, or at least where I want to begin. That is not the case right now. But there is … Continue reading

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Beannacht by John O’ Donohue 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 … Continue reading

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