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davesdistrictblog is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Non-Commercial-Share Alike 2.0 UK: England & Wales License.
John O'Donohue Fluent
I would love to live
like a river flows,
carried by the surprise
of its own unfolding
I would love to live
like a river flows,
carried by the surprise
of its own unfolding
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- Exultant exaltation
- Clipper 09-10, Wilberforce and Racial Justice
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Poetry of John Clare
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Damnd or blest - I dreamd a dream of somthing kin to fate Which superst[it]ions blackest thoughts create Something half natural to the grave that seems Which deaths long tr...
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The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes
Marcel Proust
I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me
ever after, and changed my ideas; they’ve gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind
Emily Bronte
The greatest thing a human soul ever does in this world is to see something and tell what it saw in a plain way. Hundreds of people can talk for one who can think, but thousands can think for one who can see. To see clearly is poetry, prophecy and religion, all in one.
John Ruskin
Celtic Christianity may offer us a lifeline in the form of an approach to faith which is rooted in the imagination...[Celts] excelled at expressing their faith in symbols, metaphors and images, both visual and poetic. They had the ability to invest the ordinary and commonplace with sacramental significance, to find glimpses of God’s glory throughout creation and to paint pictures in words, signs and music that acted as icons opening windows on heaven and pathways to eternity
Ian Bradley (The Celtic Way)
Marcel Proust
I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me
ever after, and changed my ideas; they’ve gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind
Emily Bronte
The greatest thing a human soul ever does in this world is to see something and tell what it saw in a plain way. Hundreds of people can talk for one who can think, but thousands can think for one who can see. To see clearly is poetry, prophecy and religion, all in one.
John Ruskin
Celtic Christianity may offer us a lifeline in the form of an approach to faith which is rooted in the imagination...[Celts] excelled at expressing their faith in symbols, metaphors and images, both visual and poetic. They had the ability to invest the ordinary and commonplace with sacramental significance, to find glimpses of God’s glory throughout creation and to paint pictures in words, signs and music that acted as icons opening windows on heaven and pathways to eternity
Ian Bradley (The Celtic Way)
When I first met you I knew I had come at last home,
Home after wandering, home after long puzzled searching,
Home after long being wind-borne, wave-tossed, night-caught,
Long being lost;
And being with you as normal and needful and natural
As sleeping or waking; and I was myself, who had never
been wholly myself; I was walking and talking and laughing
Easily at last;
And the air was softer and sounds were sharper
And colours were brighter and the sky was higher
And length was not measured by milestones and time was not measured by clocks….
And this end was a beginning…
And these words are the beginning of my thanks.
A.S.J.Tessimond
Home after wandering, home after long puzzled searching,
Home after long being wind-borne, wave-tossed, night-caught,
Long being lost;
And being with you as normal and needful and natural
As sleeping or waking; and I was myself, who had never
been wholly myself; I was walking and talking and laughing
Easily at last;
And the air was softer and sounds were sharper
And colours were brighter and the sky was higher
And length was not measured by milestones and time was not measured by clocks….
And this end was a beginning…
And these words are the beginning of my thanks.
A.S.J.Tessimond
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