You have travelled 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.*
John O’Donohue

When I let go of the destination for a moment …
When I let go of the destination for a moment …
When I let go of the destination for a moment …
When I let go of the destination for a moment …
When I let go of the destination for a moment …
When I let go of the destination for a moment …
When I let go of the destination for a moment …

*John O’Donohue’s Benedictus: For One Who is Exhausted).