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Baraka Kwa Ambaye Amechoka

Wakati rhythm ya moyo inakuwa ya kusisimua,
Muda unachukua mzigo hadi uvunja;
Kisha dhiki zote zisizotunzwa huanguka
Kwenye akili kama uzito usio na mwisho, unaoongezeka,

Nuru katika akili inakuwa hafifu.
Mambo ambayo unaweza kuchukua katika hatua yako kabla
Sasa kuwa matukio ya kazi ya mapenzi.

Uchovu unavamia roho yako.
Mvuto huanza kuanguka ndani yako,
Kuburuta chini kila mfupa.

Wimbi ambalo hukuwahi kuthamini limetoka.
Na umezuiliwa kwenye ardhi isiyo na uhakika.
Kitu ndani yako kimefungwa;
Na huwezi kujirudisha kwenye maisha.

Umelazimishwa kuingia kwa muda usio na kitu.
Tamaa iliyokuendesha imeiacha.
Hakuna kingine cha kufanya sasa ila kupumzika
Na kwa uvumilivu jifunze kupokea ubinafsi
Mmeacha kwa ajili ya mbio za siku.

Mara ya kwanza mawazo yako yatakuwa giza
Na huzuni huchukua nafasi kama hali ya hewa isiyo na maana.
Mtiririko wa machozi yasiyo na machozi utakutisha.

Umesafiri haraka sana juu ya ardhi ya uongo;
Sasa roho yako imekuja kukurudisha.

Kimbilia katika fahamu zako, funguka
Kwa miujiza yote ndogo uliyopitia.

Kuwa na mwelekeo wa kutazama njia ya mvua
Inapoanguka polepole na huru.

Iga tabia ya jioni,
Kuchukua muda wa kufungua kisima cha rangi
Hiyo ilikuza mwangaza wa mchana.

Chora kando ya ukimya wa jiwe
Mpaka utulivu wake unaweza kudai wewe.
Kuwa mpole kupita kiasi na wewe mwenyewe.

Jiepushe na wale waliokasirishwa na roho.
Jifunze kukaa karibu na mtu wa urahisi
Nani anahisi kuwa ana wakati wote duniani.

Hatua kwa hatua, utarudi kwako mwenyewe,
Baada ya kujifunza heshima mpya kwa moyo wako
Na furaha ambayo inakaa mbali ndani ya wakati polepole.

-- John O'Donohue , kutoka "Blessings"

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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