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Beannacht
("Blessing")

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 in to you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green,
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.

~ John O'Donohue ~

Happy New Year!

Here is to old friends and new beginnings.

After many mishaps, the details of which I will spare you, I am ready to begin sending out the ps and qs again. As always, I look forward to your comments, suggestions, poems that you have written and wish to share, and feedback of any sort.  I was consistent for 4 1/2 years in getting out these bits of inspiration, and I hope to be able to continue even longer than that.  I certainly have more than enough quotes to keep going for much longer than that.

I thought that I would begin with a quote that seems particularly appropriate at the moment.

Life is constantly providing us with new funds, new resources, even when we are reduced to immobility.  In life's ledger there is no such thing as frozen assets.

~Henry Miller~

Stephen Wilder

sotan@optonline.net

Dear Friends,

There have been no ps and qs recently because we got a new computer and in spite of hours spent trying to find a way to transfer my email addresses, I have had no luck.

It would be a great help to me if you would simply hit the reply button - this will be picked up on the new computer and I can rebuild my lists.

Thanks much.

 

Stephen Wilder

sotan@optonline.net

516 747-5393

171 Pine St.

Garden City, NY 11530