Thanks to my friend Brynna for sharing this with me. It is part of a longer poem called "For the Breakup of a Relationship" (see below full poem), p.165 of the incredible book "To Bless the Space Between Us". This is the time to be slow Lie low to the wall Until the bitter weather passes Try, as best you can, not to let The wire brush of doubt Scrape from your heart All sense of yourself And your hesitant light. If you remain generous, Time will come good; And you will find y

I have been reading part of a poem by John O'Donohue, in my yoga classes: May this be a morning of innocent beginning, When the gift...

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...