Cris CSABC in her comment yesterday put this piece in from John O’Donohue, a blessing for a friend on the arrival of illness:
May you find the wisdom to listen to your illness:
Ask it why it came? Why it chose your friendship?
Where it wants to take you? What it wants you to know?
What quality of space it wants to create in you?
What you need to learn to become more fully yourself
That your presence may shine in the world. John O’Donohue
That probably will make no sense to most people especially to ones that just got a diagnosis of something serious. It doesn’t fit with the anxiety and the fear. It doesn’t fit with the fighting and the battling that one is supposed start doing. But it points the way to something else.
And this is the something else that I had fallen into and that we have been kicking around here at the blog for five years trying to figure out. The idea that disease is something more than disease. Or that suffering is something more than suffering. That all this rigmarole has a purpose beyond…
Off I go. Henriette and some other visitors coming this afternoon for walk and tapas. Time now to get things done before that.
rigmarole loves, Felipé.