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Una bendición Para Quien está Agotado

Cuando el ritmo del corazón se vuelve agitado,
El tiempo va tomando fuerza hasta romperse;
Entonces todo el estrés desatendido recae en
En la mente como un peso infinito y creciente,

La luz en la mente se vuelve tenue.
Cosas que podrías tomar con calma antes
Ahora se convierten en laboriosos acontecimientos de la voluntad.

El cansancio invade tu espíritu.
La gravedad comienza a caer dentro de ti,
Arrastrando cada hueso.

La marea que nunca valoraste se ha ido.
Y estás abandonado a tu suerte en terreno inseguro.
Algo dentro de ti se ha cerrado;
Y no puedes obligarte a regresar a la vida.

Se le ha obligado a entrar en un tiempo vacío.
El deseo que te impulsaba ha desaparecido.
Ya no queda nada más que hacer que descansar.
Y aprende pacientemente a recibirte a ti mismo.
Habéis abandonado por la carrera de los días.

Al principio tu pensamiento se oscurecerá
Y la tristeza se apodera de nosotros como un clima apático.
El flujo de lágrimas no lloradas te asustará.

Has viajado demasiado rápido sobre terreno falso;
Ahora tu alma ha venido a llevarte de regreso.

Refúgiate en tus sentidos, ábrete.
A todos los pequeños milagros que te apresuraste a realizar.

Inclinarse a observar el camino de la lluvia
Cuando cae lento y libre.

Imita la costumbre del crepúsculo,
Tomarse el tiempo para abrir el pozo del color
Esto fomentó el brillo del día.

Dibuja junto al silencio de la piedra
Hasta que su calma pueda reclamarte.
Sé excesivamente amable contigo mismo.

Manténgase alejado de aquellos que están enojados en espíritu.
Aprende a estar cerca de alguien con quien te sientas cómodo
Quien siente que tiene todo el tiempo del mundo.

Poco a poco volverás a ser tú mismo,
Habiendo aprendido un nuevo respeto por tu corazón
Y la alegría que habita lejos, en el tiempo lento.

-- John O'Donohue , de "Bendiciones"

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Marilyn Aug 19, 2025
A big “AMEN” for these words of truth and shalom.
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Susan Green Aug 17, 2025
Resting in these words as Sunday evening is winding down. Sitting in the reflection Brian wrote about rest as a substance that spills over. Oh, to be a person of rest that contagiously overflows, living habitually as a rested, relaxed person. Tonight, my heart is at ease. Thank you for this winsome reflection. Making notes and prayers in my journal so I can return and remember.
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Joyce Aug 16, 2025
Oh yes. Thank you for this reassurance.
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Cj Aug 15, 2025
Sometimes this traveling over false ground has been forced upon us, over an entire lifetime. The hope that my soul returns to recover me, especially after feeling this false life has expunged it, is unimaginable- but O’Donohue makes it no longer so.
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Micky Payne Feb 13, 2025
I needed this Blessing like a Blanket covering my tired body and mind on a Thursday afternoon.
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Laura Jordan Dec 4, 2024
A blessing for one who is exhausted
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Rosalie Charlton Sep 9, 2023
This poem is a great description of the exhaustion we Fibromyalgics endure.
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deb Oct 2, 2024
Thank you for saying this. I too, have FM and feel this way often
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DB Jun 1, 2025
Yes, this exactly describes the experience of me/cfs
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Janet Hortin Oct 20, 2015

This whole book by O'Donohue is a great blessing "To Bless the space between us." So sad that he has departed but grateful for the gifts he left behind--each of them a special gem of insight for our troubled world. John O'Donohue helps me remember what truly matters.

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CR Jul 1, 2014

Excellent message, specially for those of us who try to manage stress daily.

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Jb Jun 5, 2014

Great to get a poem - not just more "information"
Would love more poems from Daily Good.

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AJay Jun 3, 2014

I cannot possibly tell you how timely this is for me right now...I am so grateful for your writing - you have provided a validation that I so desperately needed. It is only by the refuge, calmness, and gentleness you have so eloquently communicated that I have survived. Thank you, dear John O'Donahue for having written this. Thank you so, dear Daily Good, for having posted it.

Namaste, ~AJay

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Resurgence Jun 3, 2014

I like the expression, 'race of days'. It seems like this and to what end we run I'm sometimes unsure. I think it's because we feel we run out of time. We have to do things. To be seen to be doing things. I think it's time I stopped. Time to let everything flow around me and just let life happen.

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Tough Times Jun 2, 2014

Oh my God, this was just what I needed...Thank you to whoever chose it