JOD-Serie

No river without water.
No singer without a song.
No poet without a poem.

 

What is a series of articles on John O’Donohue without his own poems, without a few samples of his texts, without some of his encouraging aphorisms or his blessings that touch us deeply?

I have approached the rights agencies of the heirs for a small licence to publish some poems and passages of text and have received “a vehement refusal”. John’s heirs have “decided against collaboration due to differing views on the life and work of John O’Donohue” (quote).


Interlude to the Irelandnews series on John O’Donohue (Part 10, brought forward)


 

John O'Donohue

John O’Donohue in February 2007 (Image: HR Hebeisen)

Even though the internet is flooded with O’Donohue’s poems, blessings and aphorisms, here on Irelandnews, in my own interest, I will abide by the local ban on John’s linguistic art. Otherwise it could be costly. Legal action has been threatened 🙄.

I would like to refer you to the bibliography of John O’Donohue’s work and to the wide Internet. For example, you can enter the terms John O’Donohue and Fluent, or A Morning Offer, and read the last verse slowly. . . It is worth it.

Or you can have a look here: Klick ( . . . and feel free to click on the category pictures).

The O’Donohue series here on Irlandnews will continue at the beginning of May. In the meantime, I am practising the fantasy language Gromolo. Here is a poem by an unrecognised Irish-German poet, freely translated into High Gromolo:

 

 

Fließebo

Woditsch lavohitsch
Flumelo fließebo
Haltimo surpisebo
Fließeso ni dannewo

🤣

 


 

On John O’Donohue, writer, poet, priest

John O’Donohue in 1999. Image: dtv;

John O’Donohue (1956 – 2008), grew up on a farm in a limestone valley in the Burren, County Clare. The eldest of four siblings, he became a priest, later a writer, philosopher and poet, environmental activist, life teacher, speaker, mystic and humanist. With Anam Cara, The Four Elements (published and available in German by dtv), Eternal Echoes and Divine Beauty he wrote international bestsellers. He loved human existence in all its facets. His great theme was to live life to the fullest without fear. He considered unlived life to be the maximum transgression of being human. In books and lectures, John encouraged people to courageously live the life they wanted and would love. It was important, not only to dream one’s dreams but also to realise them and thus find one’s destiny – free from fear and from the heart.

O’Donohue was a free spirit who thought Celtic as well as Christian spirituality, the mysticism of Eckhart and the philosophy of Hegel. He saw us, the living, walking on the shore of the great sea of the invisible, the imagination creating the bridges from the visible to the invisible world. He understood the deep human longing for belonging in an increasingly meaningless material world and was convinced, that human beings can overcome the fear of death – because it is a progress, not an end. His headstone reads, “Their lives have changed not ended.”

I often think of this man who taught me a lot about life, the soul, Celtic spirituality, nature. I never met him, I read his books. How often I heard his words about the soulful landscape when I walked through the rocky bog. Felt his wisdom when I moved through the mountains, understood his deep unity with nature when I stood by the sea and looked west. On 1 January 2021, John O’Donohue would have turned 65, had he not died unexpectedly 13 years ago. I would have loved to have met him. In November 2018, I started researching John’s life. It began by chance at his grave in Fanore in County Clare. I am reporting on the results of this search here on Irlandnews.

 

 


 

 

To be continued

 

 

 


Images: Aphorismentafel by Eliane Zimmermann; Portrait:  H.R. Hebeisen; Portrait at bottom: dtv.