What are you noticing?

I took this photograph the other evening.

Yet, I could so easily have missed its beauty.

Sometimes we’re too busy to notice, not recognising the riches of being still.

So we hunt for the big answers when what we need to hear is whispering in our ear.

Slow down a while, and be quiet.

What are you noticing?

A Blessing from John O’Donohue:


May the touch of your skin
Register the beauty
Of the otherness
That surrounds you.

May your listening be attuned
To the deeper silence
Where sound is honed
To bring distance home.

May the fragrance
Of a breathing meadow
Refresh your heart
And remind you you are
A child of the earth.

And when you partake
Of food and drink,
May your taste quicken
To the gift and sweetness
That flows from the earth.

May your inner eye
See through the surfaces
And glean the real presence
Of everything that meets you.


May your soul beautify
The desire of your eyes
That you might glimpse
The infinity that hides
In the simple sights
That seem worn
To your usual eyes.

John O’Donohue, For The Senses, from Benedictus: A Book of Blessings, Bantam Press 2007

These are days for tuning our senses because the unknown cannot be understood by our minds alone.

Go gently