Opening the door to the peace bringer

What we say in times like these is important. Our words shape what we think about and frame how we feel.

And not just us. They colour the world around us.

Therefore I wanted to offer words of peace to carry with us over the coming days.


There are no limits…

Marks of a gift
scribed long ago,
colours and textures
that overwhelm
our finitude
with glorious abundance.

to the wholeness…

Fragrance of a sense
beautifully wafting
across time
and space,
illuminating darkness
and quieting our fears.

he brings.

Footsteps of wholeness
that walk to our door 
across boundaries
and divisions –
fractures restored  
by the imprint of peace.

+ Sue Heatherington, for The Presence Project


Deep peace of the running wave to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the Flock of Stars to you.
Deep peace from the Son of Peace to you.
Deep peace, deep peace.

+ Fiona Macleod, from ‘The Dominion of Dreams: Under the Dark Sky’ 1895

~ ‘Imprint of Peace’ was inspired by the familiar words from Isaiah 9, in a contemporary translation: ‘There are no limits to the wholeness he brings’. Andy Hunter commissioned it for The Presence Project’s Advent series: Advent Peace.

~ This excerpt from the Celtic poem ‘Deep Peace’ may be familiar, including vocal music by John Rutter. Interestingly, Fiona Macleod was the pen name of William Sharpe, who wanted to express an inner female nature, which in that era would have been taboo for a male.