I would love to live
Like a river flows
Carried by the surprise
Of its own unfolding
I find this poem, called Fluent, really moving. It entices me to live in an unknowing of what will happen.
It finishes off a kind of obituary to him in the March issue of Third Way magazine, as they quote an extract from a talk that he gave at Greenbelt, from whose web site you can probably download his talk.
Described as an Irish writer and mystic, he talks of how the root of all our fears is death, and the antidote is love.
Two other quotes touched me. In the first he talks of the importance of remaining best friends with ourselves. The second is this:
Meister Eckhard [a medieval German mystic] said: 'There is a place in the soul that neither time nor flesh nor any created thing can touch'. A place inside you that no one has never got to, or hurt or damaged – a place where there is peace, serenity, courage and healing. At your deepest core you don't actually belong to yourself. But you belong to a beauty, an intimacy and a shelter that offers you every freedom that you could ever imagine.
Apologies that the original version of this article incorrectly referred to John O'Donoghue.