Monday, October 9, 2017


~The Future has an Ancient Heart.
~Carlo Levi 


     The Seasons have once again, Dovetailed                    
Summer and Autumn join their place in the circle 
The Harvest Moon blesses their union with  her lantern   
The stars join in the Autumnal Celebration
A Season that is authored by the Great God 
A time that is meant for the weary  Heart
The loyal and transparent Heart-
One that is true.

The Sky is open and incredibly vast on the Plains
 There is seemingly  no beginning and no end
The Horizon has no boundaries 
Freedom is part and parcel of this Land
 A simple understanding remains; a resolve to respect 
That which is ancient-
That which is true.

The Nights have become much cooler
The air heavy with scent and sound of Harvest
Crops await  to be sheared by massive steel blades
  Harvesting  that which was born of seed, soil, sun and rain, 
 Nurtured by callused hands
 Simple prayers, baptized in sweat-
Tried and True. .

Autumn is a time for work and reflection
Before Dovetailing with the next season
The Circle embraces a renewed wholeness
 Each Season projecting its unique personality
Rooted in the Ancient, while welcoming the new
The Past skillfully assimilates the Future-
  Trusted and True.

Here, we live by the cycles of each Season
Close to the land and the open sky
Revering the rivers and streams
Knowing that rock, wildflower, and prairie grass
 Form a Plains Cathedral
Beneath the Prairie Sky-
 Sacred and True.

The Harvest Moon, now, slowly waning 
Preparing the way for the Hunter's Moon
Each Season,  guided by Circular movement 
 Her lantern, Blessing trail and traveler, alike
Bringing forth a fruitful Harvest
 Always Dovetailing-
  The Heart That is True.

~ Alicia O'Hara 
~ Copyrighted material; 28 September, 2013
~ 9 October, 2017

Sunday, September 17, 2017

"Irish Blessing"

wish  you Not 
Path Devoid of  Clouds.
Nor a Life on a bed of Roses.
Not that  you  might Never Need Regret,
Nor that  you  should Never Feel Pain.
No, that  is Not my Wish for you.
My Wish for you is:
That  you  might  be  Brave in Times of Trial,
when others Lay Crosses upon your Shoulders.
When  Mountains  must be Climbed,
and Chasms  must  be Crossed;
When Hope can Scarce Shine through.
That  every Gift God gives you,
might Grow along with you.
And  let you Give the Gift  of Joy
to All who Care for you.
That  you  may Always  have  a Friend
who  is Worthy of the Name.
Whom  you  can Trust,
and who Helps you
in Times  of  Sadness.
Who  will   Defy the Storms 
of  Daily Life, at your Side.
One  more Wish  I  have for you:
That  in  Every  Hour
of  Joy  and  Pain,
you  may Feel God Close 
to  you.
This  is  my Wish  for you,
and  All  who Care  for you.
This  is my Hope  for  you,
~ Unknown
~ Beannaichte'
17 September, 2017 

Thursday, September 7, 2017

" How Deep the Father's Love for Us"

~How deep the Father's Love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure.

How great the Pain of searing Loss
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many Souls to Glory.

Behold the man upon a Cross
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers.

It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His Dying breath has brought me Life
I know that it is Finished.

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His Death and Resurrection.

Why should I gain from His reward?
I can not give an answer
But this I know with all my Heart
His wounds have paid my ransom.

~Yes, this I know with all my Heart...
His wounds have paid my ransom.

~Steve Townend

7 September, 2017

Sunday, September 3, 2017

" Return to Love"

~ Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.  Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.  It is our Light, that most frightens us.  We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?  Actually ,who are you not to be?  You are a child of God.  Your playing small does not serve the world.  There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you.  We are meant to Shine, as children do.  We were born to make manifest the Glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.  And as we let our own light Shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.  As we are liberated  from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

~ Marianne Williamson
 ~ Beannaichte'
3 September, 2017  

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

"One Final Act"

I wonder what happened
Was it quick or was it something you had planned
You brought us so much happiness
With your quicksilver wit
And your amazing physical humor
The sadness and grief; played out on the big screen -
But now, it's finished; in one desperate act.

You brought us laughter when we were sad
You taught us how to become more tolerant
You gave us your best in every role
What could we have given you
To realise: life is worth living
On screen; you gave us reason to hope -  
You stopped hoping; in one final act.

We loved you for everything you were
An original, cut from a tapestry worth its weaving
How could you be so selfish
Why couldn't you make peace with yourself
Or was that the one role you could not master?
You, a master of masters -
 Now, we weep at your one final act.

You gave so much of yourself to us
Is that how you lost yourself
You answered so many of the big questions for us
Through your brilliance on screen and comedic wit
You made us think about what really matters
Did you forget the answers -
In that one final act.

I want so much to be compassionate
Instead, I feel hurt and angry
You betrayed us, those who loved you
And yes, you betrayed yourself
So many of us wish we could have reached you 
Or would we only have delayed the inevitable -
Before choosing; one final act.

 You helped us understand:
 Our mental-health system is broken
Your life, and death; made us look at this fact, again
I pray it will not be in vain
 What became your final release
 Must never become an acceptable option -
 That is chosen; one final act.

In spite of all that I am feeling
Or perhaps, because of what I am feeling
I will miss you, deeply
I thank you, for all you gave us in life
I can never be grateful for your horrific death
Your choice was the ultimate betrayal -
A desperate; one final act.

- O Captain! My Captain! . . .

We remember Robin Williams . . . We Remember.

Alicia O'Hara
Copyrighted  material : Dated; 13 August , 2014

~ Beannaichte'
22 August, 2017

Saturday, August 5, 2017

"Vietnam" knows not its own depth
until the hour of separation.

~Kahlil Gibran

The bond between us
was as strong as any tie that binds
the hearts and minds of men and women.
But men are taught,
Don't speak of love,
when speaking of another man.
You must uphold the image
of your masculinity.
And so it was, with Tom and me.
As only men express their love,
he'd slug my arm and slap my back.
I'd answer with a gentle shove.
A few years back, Tom breathed his last,
somewhere in Vietnam.
I cried alone, where no men could see,
with no one there to slug my arm.
I loved that guy, so help me God.
I wish that I had told him so.

~Randy Jaroch

5 August, 2017

~ In Memory of Jim Connor.  ~ Safe Journey, my friend.  ~ We Remember... We Remember.

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

"Ordinary and the Sacred"

My Friend,  you are many miles away
 The distance means nothing in a Friendship such as ours
I reach for your hand, and it is there
Our hands clasp in the Strength of  Friendship
I know you are with me; and that is good
I know that you care; and that is better
I sense the Warmth that is you-
and at the same time, me.  

I know you will stay awhile; and I am glad
You understand my fierce independence
There is no criticism between us
WShare a time that dwells on the edge of night
 Lingering, until the morning borders
All boundaries fade into the shadows-
Only Sacred  Light remains.

We do not have secrets
We have known each other for a very long time
Our Souls met and touched, somewhere on the Other Side
Our lives remain separate; our Hearts joined
 We come together, with a mutual Grace
When it is right; and that is good-
There is only room for the Truth of Knowing; and that is better.

I do not miss you, when it is time for us to part
The Strength and Tenderness of Being, remains
There is no holding on, as time must move forward
We are each Stronger for the time, shared
  Embracing that which is born out of struggle
 Seen through the eyes of Acceptance and Compassion-
We each seek the Path.

 I love you; and that is good
You love me; and that is better
It is a love that is born of the Divine
We speak the ancient language of the Circle
A language rooted in the Ordinary and the Sacred       
This is the Way of the Warrior- 
My Friend, "May all be well with you."

Alicia O'Hara
c. 6 October, 2013

~ Beannaichte'
     1 August, 2017