May the God who made the mountains
I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Starting the Day
I get to see some amazing mornings
a blood red or golden sun rises above the Seven Devils
Casting its shafts of gold through the trees
changing the darkness with the treasure of light
In the winter the sun casts its pinkish glow
over the white sentinel
that guards this valley of winding waters
But I see these miracles of morning because I am wide awake
with a mind full things that have no beauty
Worries
Fears
Tasks to be done
My mind is full, and churning
and it is this inner chaos that frames my day....
and yet
I get to chose the frame
I choosewhere I put my focus
I choose how I start my day
I read that the Dali Lama begins his day with this prayer
"May I be a guard for those who need protection;
a guide for those on the path;
a boat, a raft, a bridge for those to cross the flood;
may I be a lamp in the darkness; a resting place for the weary,
and a healing medicine for all who are sick.
For as long as Earth and sky endure, may I assist until all living things are
awakened."
May the God who made the mountains
The sky
The sun in all is colors
May the God who greets me each more
give me this prayer
for each day
that I may awaken
and help create awakening
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