Wednesday, March 14 “so you can find the one line
already written inside you.”
St. Ignatius teaches the art of noticing what wants to be remembered. Try to remember everything and you turn wacky before long. Noticing what wants your attention, wants to surprise you, wants to encourage you, wants to keep you company during fatigue and grief — that, for Ignatius, is the heart of prayer, day in and day out.
Today’s poet, David Whyte, gets it. To entice you to read the poem out loud, with pauses, an audio of his voice reading today’s post waits for you after the text and a picture. Have a blest day mid-week in mid-March.
john sj
Today’s Post “The Journey”
Above the mountains
the geese turn into
the light again
Painting their
black silhouettes
on an open sky.
Sometimes everything
has to be
inscribed across
the heavens
so you can find
the one line
already written
inside you.
Sometimes it takes
a great sky
to find that
first, bright
and indescribable
wedge of freedom
in your own heart.
Sometimes with
the bones of the black
sticks left when the fire
has gone out
someone has written
something new
in the ashes of your life.
You are not leaving.
Even as the light fades quickly now,
you are arriving.
from House of Belonging by David Whyte