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.
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.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Accepting the Gift
"Everything I have is also yours... So forgive Hafiz and the Friend if we break into a sweet laughter when your heart complains of being thirsty" Hafiz
Pretty much says it all
There are so many gifts offered
by God, by people around us
The gift of forgiveness
Gifts of affirmation and compassion
but all to often
closes us down
blocks our receptivity
and we do not recieved
a gift cannot really be a gift
we be must open to gifts offered especially the gift that is God and love