On the day when the weight deadens on your shoulders and you stumble,…
John O'Donohue (1 January 1956 – 4 January 2008) was an Irish poet, author, priest, and Hegelian philosopher. He was a native Irish speaker, and as an author is best known for popularising Celtic spirituality. Eldest of his three siblings, he was raised in west Ireland in the area of Connemara and County Clare, where his father Patrick O'Donohue was a stonemason, while his mother Josie O'Donohue was a housewife. O'Donohue became a novice at Maynooth, in north County Kildare, at age of 18, here he earned degrees in English, Philosophy, and Theology at St Patrick's College in County Kildare. He was ordained as Catholic priest in 6 June 1979. O'Donohue moved to Tübingen, Germany in 1986, and completed his dissertation in 1990 on German philosopher Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel for his PhD in philosophical theology from Eberhard Karls University. In 1990, he returned to Ireland to continue his priestly duties, and began his post-doctoral work on the 13th century mystic, Meister Eckhart.)
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When you lose someone you love, Your life becomes strange, The ground beneath you becomes fragile, Your thoughts make your eyes unsure;…
When the light lessens, Causing colors to lose their courage, And your eyes fix on the empty distance That can open on either side…
May you be blessed in the holy names of those Who, without you knowing it, Help to carry and lighten your pain.…
May death come gently towards you, Leaving you time to make your way Through the cold embrace of fear To the place of inner tranquility.…
Though we need to weep your loss, You dwell in that safe place in our hearts, Where no storm or night or pain can reach you.…