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Saturday Slow Time

A Blessing for One Who is Exhausted
John O’Donohue (1954 – 2008)

When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic,
Time takes on the strain until it breaks;

Then all the unattended stress falls in

On the mind like an endless, increasing weight,

The light in the mind becomes dim.
Things you could take in your stride before

Now become laborsome events of will.

Weariness invades your spirit.
Gravity begins falling inside you,

Dragging down every bone.

The ride you never valued has gone out.
And you are marooned on unsure ground.

Something within you has closed down;

And you cannot push yourself back to life.

You have been forced to enter empty time.
The desire that drove you has relinquished.

There is nothing else to do now but rest

And patiently learn to receive the self

You have forsaken for the race of days.

At first your thinking will darken
And sadness take over like listless weather.

The flow of unwept tears will frighten you.

You have traveled too fast over false ground;
Now your soul has come to take you back.

Take refuge in your senses, open up
To all the small miracles you rushed through.

Become inclined to watch the way of rain
When it falls slow and free.

Imitate the habit of twilight,
Taking time to open the well of color

That fostered the brightness of day.

Draw alongside the silence of stone
Until its calmness can claim you.

Be excessively gentle with yourself.

Stay clear of those vexed in spirit.
Learn to linger around someone of ease

Who feels they have all the time in the world.

Gradually, you will return to yourself,
Having learned a new respect for your heart

And the joy that dwells far within slow time.

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  • July 18, 2009, 10:41 am Rick Loftus, M.D.

    This couldn't have come at a better time, Beth. I've been running on fumes so long I indeed find that things I would, when rested, take in stride are now tests of will. I'm two years into launching my little medical practice, in the middle of the greatest recession of our lifetimes. It's neck and neck whether I will survive. I try to
    "open up to the color," even if just on the 10 minute walk to the hospital….

  • July 19, 2009, 6:48 am Beth Owl's Daughter

    Sending you great waves of nurturing and plentifulness, Rick. May your path go easier, and may you be "excessively gentle with yourself."

    Love,
    – Beth

  • July 19, 2009, 11:08 am Rhondda

    Thank you, thank you for introducing me to this poet. What can I say? Exquisite.

  • July 19, 2009, 1:05 pm Anonymous

    Perfection Beth! Such a nurturing reader & priestess. 😉
    Made a copy for the front of my planner & a copy for my altar.
    Thank you,
    Catherine BTW

  • July 19, 2009, 3:25 pm Beth Owl's Daughter

    I am turning into a bit of a netomancer..I find things (they find me?) in the oddest, most magical and serendipitous ways.. When I ran across this poem, I knew it was Important! 🙂

    So glad it was not only for me .