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.
Monday, June 30, 2014
Consider the lilacs!
“I think joy and sweetness and affection are a
spiritual path. We're here to know God, to love and serve God, and to be blown
away by the beauty and miracle of nature. You just have to get rid of so much
baggage to be light enough to dance, to sing, to play. You don't have time to
carry grudges; you don't have time to cling to the need to be right.”
― Anne Lamott
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I choose
not to be grim
I choose this day
not to put my energy into whatever is wrong
a friend long bald
used to joke that aging men only had so much
testosterone
and if I wanted to waste mine growing hair
well, that was ok with him
there is only so much time
only so much energy
I am not going to spend mine
focusing on,
carrying,
failure
frustrations
grudges
anger
I am not going to spend it
“fighting sin”
in my life
or anyone else’s
I want to be light enough to dance
joyful enough to smile -- and mean it
I want to be full enough
of the sacred
to live it
to be it
the lilac blooms on the table
do not fight to be lilacs
they are so what they are
they just sit there
beautiful
fragrant
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