St. Ireneaus, a first century Christian saint, claimed that "the glory of God was every person fully alive." This is it for me; when I stand as a minister beside people at threshold moments in their lives and bless the great courage and trust that opens up in front of them at times of change, such as marriage, grief or loss. Everything that is compassionate in me, delights in spreading an invisible cloak of goodness around those whom I am honoured to share times of kindness, shelter and fragility. When we arrive at these new beginnings together, we become fully alive and ready to embrace the challenges ahead and to risk the invitation towards growth and ripening.
Holding and beholding my new-born sons, some 40 and 36 years ago now. Nothing could have prepared me for this profound change in my entire life and Owen and Moley continue to mould and shape me since. What a blessing they are. Someone once remarked to me that insanity is hereditary. You inherit it from your children! There is a vague truth in this and long may they be this great source of joy, love, wisdom - and madness - for me.
Many acts of human kindness have kept me going over the years. Someone was always sent to help me carry the weariness of spirit and the sadness that can overtake the soul in the journey of days. But one constant, circadian source of beauty, presence and kindly light for me has always come from trees, stones and the sound of the murmuring streams in a nearby woods. Every day, when I can, I stand at the threshold of the kindest place I know and ask for permission to enter gently and graciously. Those trees of Glenstal Woods wave their leaves in welcome and walking the path between them has kindly nurtured and kindled my spirit of adventure. As St. Bernard says; "you will find something far greater in the woods that you will find in books. Stones and trees teach you what you can never learn from the masters". And the act is mutual and always in the eros of the now between us. When we want to recognise an act of kindness to another, we say to them "you are full of nature". I constantly give thanks to the gift and grace of Creation.
In Ireland, we don't really do bucket lists although we know and do well "kicking the bucket'! I have learned to cast my longings to the Divine to resolve in the spirit of the wise Jewish proverb which goes: Humanity plans; God laughs.
Do unto others as you would wish that they do unto you, the unison, age-old motto of some 4,200 world religions and remember that in the end of the day and throughout our daily lives "this too shall pass".