Today, I’m thinking of all those — known to me and unknown to me — facing grief, loss, health challenges and worries, or any other form of pain and suffering…
May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.
from Anam Cara, A Book of Celtic Wisdom