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, January 9, 2013
Aching Hearts
In the Jewish mystical tradition, a great rabbi taught his disciples to memorize and contemplate the teachings and to place the prayers and holy words on their hearts. One day a student asked the rabbi why he always used the phrase "on your heart" and not "in your heart". the mast replied. "Only time and grace can put the essence of these stories in your heart. Here we recite them and put them on our hearts hoping that some day when our hearts break they will fall in."
Jack Kornfield
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Sometimes Lord
it seems like my heart breaks
Sometimes it is just too much
There is just so much sufferening
such a sense of
being
alone
rejected
abandoned
lonely
hopeless
powerless
a spectator watching
people, lives
everything
just fall apart.
and yet
sometimes
in those moments
words unheeded
not understood
work their way down
through all the layers of confusion
and distraction
and hear
as if for the first time
the Sacred One
say
I am love
I love you
Take heart oh little one
and in that moment
I can take my broken heart
and hold it
with the love and dignity and appeciation
it deserves.
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