I’ve been reading a lot about John O’Donohue lately. He was an Irish poet and Christian scholar who passed away in 2008 and is best known for his book of Celtic wisdom called Anam Ċara.
He’s going to be featured in the upcoming issue of Mysterious Ways magazine, so for the past few weeks I’ve been immersed in his wisdom. In fact, Mysterious Ways assistant editor, Alex Bova, and I have been joking that we’re now members of the “John O’Donohue Fan Club.”
What intrigues me most about O’Donohue was his ability to glimpse the divine–or “the invisible world”–all around him. Those hints of the sacred that we find in nature and, often, in solitude.
Reading about O’Donohue’s life got me thinking. Where am I most likely to sense that invisible world?
Definitely at certain churches. Almost always at the beach. Or when I’m traveling, far from home. Even when I’m in the midst of a trial.
Sometimes right before I go to sleep. In those still, quiet moments where nothing particularly remarkable or exciting is happening. But, then again, not always when it’s quiet. Many times I sense that invisible world most clearly in the kindness of a friend or family member. A genuine act of love.
What about you? Where do you see the invisible world? Share your thoughts in the comments below.
