The Restory Retreat Centre

Eight Day Silent Retreat The Conversation Elements From The Conversation ~ ❖ ~ This framed blessing of John O'Donohue hung against one wall in the cottage at the Retreat Center. Some days I just became quiet around it. A Blessing For One Who Is Exhausted When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic, Time takes on the strain until it breaks; Then all the unattended stress falls in On the mind like an endless, increasing weight, The light in the mind becomes dim. Things you could take in your stride before Now become laborsome events of will. Weariness invades your spirit. Gravity begins falling inside you, Dragging down every bone. The tide you never valued has gone out. And you are marooned on unsure ground. Something within you has closed down; And you cannot push yourself back to life. You have been forced to enter empty time. The desire that drove you has relinquished. There is nothing else to do now but rest And patiently learn to receive the self You have forsaken for the race ...

Agt-dag Stilretreat Die Gesprek Elemente Uit Die Gesprek ~ ❖ ~ In die kothuis by die retreatsentrum, teen die een muur, het hierdie geraamde seën van John O'Donohue gehang. Sommige dae het ek net rondom dit stil geraak. A Blessing For One Who Is Exhausted When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic, Time takes on the strain until it breaks; Then all the unattended stress falls in On the mind like an endless, increasing weight, The light in the mind becomes dim. Things you could take in your stride before Now become laborsome events of will. Weariness invades your spirit. Gravity begins falling inside you, Dragging down every bone. The tide you never valued has gone out. And you are marooned on unsure ground. Something within you has closed down; And you cannot push yourself back to life. You have been forced to enter empty time. The desire that drove you has relinquished. There is nothing else to do now but rest And patiently learn to receive the self You have forsaken for the race...