I would love to live
like a river flowing
carried by surprise
of its own unfolding
early winter, 2007
Today, as I took in a leisurely afternoon of just hanging out, I turned on the CBC radio to listen to a show I enjoy every week called Tapestry. It's an hour long program on faith and spirituality where the host interviews individuals from all walks and religions. I settled in only to be presently surprised by a lovely rebroadcast of an interview taped in 2004 with the late John O'Donahue. It wasn't until halfway through the interview that I realized I remembered listening to the original broadcast. The difference..........I was half listening then. Today, I was fully present, allowing this gentle man's beautiful insightful lyricism and stories inspire.
It was an amazing interview.........full of life, optimism, gems of wisdom.
I sent a message to a friend today and in it admitted that selfishly I felt ripped off that I had missed out on the chance of meeting and listening to John O'Donahue. I felt like I had only just heard of this man. I havent even read one of his books.........havent arranged to get them into my hands yet. But, this afternoon, as I sat on my bed with a view of the top of the pussy willow tree and blue sky to gaze at.......with the knowledge that the river down the hill (which I can see clearly at this time of yearr from my bedroom if I stood up by my window) was flowing past with stories, I sat in a cocooned stillness while listening to the sound of eternal beauty with a cleansing Irish lilt.
The poem I included here? It was how Father O'Donahue ended the interview......... his sentiments I fully understand. The surprise of the ongoing change of flow is how life should unfold........ like a river.
I don't feel ripped off anymore. :)