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And when your eyes freeze behind the gray window and the ghost of loss gets in to you, may a flock of colors, indigo, red, green and azure blue come to awaken in you a meadow of delight.
world lives within you. No one else can bring you news of this inner world.
Through the opening of the mouth, we bring out sounds from the mountain beneath the soul.
Humans are new here. Above us, the galaxies dance out toward infinity.
If we become addicted to the external, our interiority will haunt us. We will become hungry with a hunger no image, person, or deed can still. To be wholesome, we must remain truthful to our vulnerable complexity. In order to keep our balance, we need to hold the interior and exterior, visible and invisible, known and unknown, temporal and eternal, ancient and new, together.
wholesomeness is holiness.
The imagination is the great friend of the unknown. Endlessly, it invokes and releases the power
The Celtic mind was not burdened by dualism. It did not separate what belongs together. The Celtic imagination articulates the inner friendship
Anam is the Gaelic word for soul; ċara is the word for friend. So anam ċara means soul friend.
The body is your clay home, your only home in the universe. The body is in the soul; this recognition confers a sacred and mystical dignity on the body.
When you cease to fear your solitude, a new creativity awakens in you.
You come home to yourself and learn to rest within.
Thoughts are our inne...
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We will explore memory as the place where our vanished days secretly gather and acknowledge that the passionate heart never ages.
Death is the great wound in the universe,
“Colours are the wounds of light.” Colors bring out the depth of secret presence at the heart of nature.
All through Celtic poetry you find the color, power, and intensity of nature. How beautifully it recognizes the wind, the flowers, the breaking of the waves on the land. Celtic spirituality hallows the moon and adores the life force of the sun.
light became one of the most powerful metaphors to express the eternity and depth
Everything that happens to you has the potential to deepen you.
In a culture preoccupied with fixities and definites and correspondingly impatient of mystery, it is difficult to step out from the transparency of false light into the more candlelit world of the soul.
For too long, we have believed that the divine is outside us.
If you focus your longing on a faraway divinity, you put an unfair strain on your longing.
If we believe that the body is in the soul and the soul is divine ground, then the presence of the divine is completely here, close with us.
To be sensual or sensuous is to be in the presence of your own soul. Wordsworth, careful of the dignity of the senses, wrote that “pleasure is the tribute we owe to our dignity as human beings.”
Attunement to the senses
Then we are no longer in exile from the wonderful harvest of divinity that is always secretly gathering within us.
