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.
Friday, January 31, 2014
love is
Resist your temptation to lie
By speaking of separation from God,
Otherwise,
We might have to medicate
You.
In the ocean
A lot goes on beneath your eyes.
Listen,
They have clinics there too
For the insane
Who persist in saying things like:
"I am independent from the Sea,
God is not always around
Gently
Pressing against
My body."
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Here I sit
Early morning
Very early morning
And God is here
Gently pressing
In the licks of my cat
In the kneading
In the notes from friends
Love is
Present
And
Accounted for
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Deep Listening, Loving Speech
They can be like the sun, words
They can do for the heart
what light can do
for a field
St
John of the Cross
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Wise men
say it clearly
resolution to the worlds ills are not to be found
in the clanging noise of the internet
through harsh encounters
where everyone is talking
an no one is listening
except with a eye
to a response
the healing of the world
is to be found
in deep listening
in understanding
in loving speech
a lesson even more difficult
to learn
when we are soooooo
sure WE
are right
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Lord, this day
help me to stop for a moment
May I really listen to
all the pain, and fear
and yes joy too
which lurks behind the words
My I seek to understand with the heart
and use my words
wisely
scattering them
like warm sun across a
field of good seeds
to bring forth
good
fruit
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
On smiling
O Wondrous Creatures
by what strange miracle do you
so often not
smile?
Hafiz
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In the darkness of early morning
I watch the healthy exuberance of cat the younger
who prowls
eagerly
looking for mischief
and I watch the halting steps
of cat the older
nearing death
weak
and wanting to be
himself
but just not able
I think of the day ahead
of challenges and opportunities
of the day past
of good moments
and bad
and I have a choice
I always have a choice
on what path will I place my feet
what seeds will I nurture
who, will I invite
into the living room of my soul?
Since I have a choice
I think I will
try
for being me there is no guarantee
to smile
over the miracle of life
the miracle of 19 years
with my old friend the cat
over the small gifts of beauty and compassion
that will come my way
truly
what an oddity it would be
if I did not
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Stuck with another day
Stuck with another day
how should we
pass
it?
If anything worked for you before
-
I’d give that preference
Mira
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the day before ended
poorly
not badly
just came to a halt with a whimper
when it could not be faced
anymore
and the only way forward
was to hope
sleep
was a way around the
dark wall
looming
today is another day
the dark is still profound
both without
and within
where does light go
sometimes?
I guess I will just have to dive in
to the day
to my soul
and see if I can
find
it
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