Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Monday, September 18, 2017

awful thoughts

“I thought such awful thoughts that I cannot even say them out loud because they would make Jesus want to drink gin straight out of the cat dish.”
                                                                                       Anne Lamott

There are days
When I just can’t handle the news
Can’t abide the hate
Can’t respect those seekers of wealth, who make money more important that people

There are days when everyone is an idiot and an asshole

And there are days when, in my bully brain,
The biggest idiot and asshole is me.

Ah, my sweet God of love
How you must shake your head
And wish
That I could seem look for what is good
And real
And positive

In others
And in myself

This is the grand paradox that can drive us to drink
That the one who accepts us and loves us as we are
(although this one does not necessarily like where we are, and may be determined to change us)
Is the same one who asks us to accept and love those around us
Even those we hate.

So Mr Trump
So too, signers of the Nashville Statement
So too, those who would throw the vulnerable under the bus
So too, the old guy looking at me out of the mirror

You are loved
As much as possible by me
A whole lot


Sunday, September 17, 2017

foolish losers

“You can either practice being right or practice being kind.”
                                                           Anne Lamott

It takes a lot of work to be right!
To work out all the formulas
In just the right way
So that you have all the answers

To put yourself in that position of power
Where you can look down at others
Those fools
Those losers
Those sinners

And pronounce them less
Pronounce them sinful
Pronounce the excluded

It takes more work to realize your own faults
Your own blind spots
To realize that you too
Are a foolish loser
A sinner

Who has no more claim on God than anyone one else
(which means no claim at all)
But are merely one on whom God has staked a claim

Of love and acceptance

IT takes more work to be kind to that flawed, miserable beautiful you
Than to pretend righteousness

It takes more work, to accept, and love and care for,
That one who fundamentally
In so many ways,
Is just like you

It takes so much work
To be


Saturday, September 16, 2017

One step

“One step is better than no steps.”
― Rebecca Brockway quoting 14-year-old son Carlino

We say it so many times
One step at a time
Left foot, right foot, left foot, breathe

The reality is
For all our plans
And all our fears
For all our hopes

There is only this

The next step, the next choice

So many things try to pull our attention away from
That one step
Our feelings, which we judge
Our thoughts, which are often unhelpful, and even devastating

But if we think about that next step
Just that one!
If we step away from our unhelpful brain
And pay attention

That next step can take us
To where
To whom
We want to be

This morning was difficult
This day was difficult
My mind hated me
And my body was worse

So I just kept taking steps
One step at a time
Left foot, right foot, left foot, breathe

And I did what I cared about
I walked my dog
And taught a class
And saw people doing amazing things
Learning, growing
Caring for one another

Left foot right foot
And my heart soared
Left foot breathe

Sometimes one step is all you can manage
But one step tends to lead

To another