Innerweave: The Wholeness Story
By Wil Alexander, PhD, Professor of family medicine, School of Medicine

Words of “love” are being spoken and heard on Valentine’s Day as on no other day of the year. It seems appropriate, then, to see how the word plays out in an ancient Celtic prayer:

“On the day when the weight deadens on your shoulder and you stumble, may the clay dance to balance you.

And when your eyes freeze behind the gray window and the ghost of loss gets into you, may a flock of colors, indigo, red, green, and azure blue come to awaken in you a meadow of delight. When the canvas frays in the curach of your thought and a stain of ocean blackens beneath you, may there come across the waters a path of yellow moonlight to bring you safely home. May the nourishment of the earth be yours, may the clarity of the light be yours, may the fluency of the ocean be yours, may the protection of loved ones be yours. And so may a slow wind work these words of love around you, an invisible cloak to mind your life.”

             —J. O’Donohue