I found this on the following blog: mollysabourin.typepad.com/molly-sabourin/
and it spoke volumes to me, so I offer it to any of you souls suffering in such a way:
A
Blessing for One who is Exhausted
John O'Donohue
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 ride
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 of days.
At first your thinking will darken
And
sadness take over like listless weather.
The flow of unwept tears
will frighten you.
You have traveled too fast over false ground;
Now
your soul has come to take you back.
Take refuge in your senses,
open up
To all the small miracles you rushed through.
Become
inclined to watch the way of rain
When it falls slow and free.
Imitate
the habit of twilight,
Taking time to open the well of color
That
fostered the brightness of day.
Draw alongside the silence of
stone
Until its calmness can claim you.
Be excessively gentle with
yourself.
Stay clear of those vexed in spirit.
Learn to
linger around someone of ease
Who feels they have all the time in the
world.
Gradually, you will return to yourself,
Having learned
a new respect for your heart
And the joy that dwells far within slow
time.
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