Thu 21 May 2020

Thought for the Week

Thought for the Week:

Dear Parishioners,

As I sit here wondering what words to share with you this week, there are no words forthcoming. Only silence. Perhaps there is message in there somewhere…is my heart speaking silently? What is it saying? Is my mind tired, needing timeout? After all this time of lockdown, new ways of living and being, what words is my heart speaking?

I hear it saying “listen”. And then words emerge…be gentle, have courage, be calm, trust in your goodness, you are not alone, it’s okay not to be okay, beauty, forgive yourself, all will be well. And as I reflect on these, I realise that they are the gifts and the fruits of the feast we celebrated last Sunday, the Feast of Pentecost, everyday gifts for you and I. Why don’t you try this exercise…and you may be surprised what emerges from deep within your heart?

Again I came across a lovely poem from John O’Donoghue which describes this very well:

Only in solitude can you discover a sense of your own beauty. The Divine Artist sent no one here without the depth and light of Divine beauty. This beauty is frequently concealed behind the dull, the sad, of routine. Only in your solitude will you come upon your own beauty. When you listen with your soul you come into rhythm and unity with the music of the universe.1


Blessings and have a good week.


                                         Pat Reilly


1 John O’Donoghue

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