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Thursday, January 1, 2009
A New Year.. "A New Day"
By John O'Donohue (1954 - 2008)
No one knew the name of this day; Born quietly from deepest night, It hid its face in light, Demanded nothing for itself, Opened out to offer each of us A field of brightness that traveled ahead, Providing in time, ground to hold our footsteps And the light of thought to show the way.
The mind of the day draws no attention; It dwells within the silence with elegance To create a space for all our words, Drawing us to listen inward and outward.
We seldom notice how each day is a holy place Where the eucharist of the ordinary happens, Transforming our broken fragments Into an eternal continuity that keeps us.
Somewhere in us a dignity presides That is more gracious than the smallness That fuels us with fear and force, A dignity that trusts the form a day takes.
So at the end of this day, we give thanks For being betrothed to the unknown And for the secret work Through which the mind of the day And wisdom of the soul become one.
Designer and installer of edible landscapes, orchards and California Native Gardens, sometimes all three in the one garden. Originally from Ireland I now make my home in Los Angeles and have a 9 year old son, two Boxers, six hens, one cat, three goldfish, and one rabbit.