Street Ballerina

I discovered her off the beaten path in Dublin, away from the tourists and in an area that surely couldn’t be mistaken as an ‘art district’.

There was no explanation for her presence.

She was simply there.

May you turn a corner today and discover something unexpectedly beautiful.

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Be Thou My Vision

Through my travels this summer I have come to fall in love with a particular hymn–and those of you who know me really well know that I’m not all that big on hymns.  But Be Thou My Vision has come to mean so much to me, that my fiance and I plan to include it in some way during our wedding.  For today’s Monday Inspiration, I thought it would share with you the original poem, translated from the old Irish, that is the inspiration for the hymn we know today.

Enjoy!

Be thou my vision O Lord of my heart
None other is aught but the King of the seven heavens.
Be thou my meditation by day and night.
May it be thou that I behold even in my sleep.
Be thou my speech, be thou my understanding.
Be thou with me, be I with thee
Be thou my father, be I thy son.
Mayst thou be mine, may I be thine.
Be thou my battle-shield, be thou my sword.
Be thou my dignity, be thou my delight.
Be thou my shelter, be thou my stronghold.
Mayst thou raise me up to the company of the angels.
Be thou every good to my body and soul.
Be thou my kingdom in heaven and on earth.
Be thou solely chief love of my heart.
Let there be none other, O high King of Heaven.
Till I am able to pass into thy hands,
My treasure, my beloved through the greatness of thy love
Be thou alone my noble and wondrous estate.
I seek not men nor lifeless wealth.
Be thou the constant guardian of every possession and every life.
For our corrupt desires are dead at the mere sight of thee.
Thy love in my soul and in my heart —
Grant this to me, O King of the seven heavens.
O King of the seven heavens grant me this —
Thy love to be in my heart and in my soul.
With the King of all, with him after victory won by piety,
May I be in the kingdom of heaven O brightness of the son.
Beloved Father, hear, hear my lamentations.
Timely is the cry of woe of this miserable wretch.
O heart of my heart, whatever befall me,
O ruler of all, be thou my vision.

 

“Ask Me”

Ask Me by William Stafford

Some time when the river is ice ask me

mistakes I have made. Ask me whether

what I have done is my life.  Others

have come in their slow way into

my thought, and some have tried to help

or to hurt: ask me what difference

their strongest love or hate has made.

I will listen to what you say.

You and I can turn and look

at the silent river and wait. We know

the current is there, hidden; and there

are comings and goings from miles away

that hold the stillness exactly before us.

What the river says, that is what I say.

Give Genius a Break

This happens to be one of my favorite talks from TED.  Many of you have seen it before, but many have not. Either way, it is worth seeing (again).  Enjoy!

(directly from the TED website)

If that doesn’t work, try this one:

Unscheduled Announcements: Summer is here!

While our Faith may come Unscripted, so can things like discouragement, stagnation, and the blahs. And, my very scientific sources seem to point to a high rate of incident for these things by Monday afternoon. So, at least for the summer, Continue reading “Unscheduled Announcements: Summer is here!”