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 16, 2014
Presence
Those who can be present with head, heart, and body
at the same time will always encounter The Presence, whether they call it God
or not.
Richard
Rohr
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the morning dawn
clouds hang low
hiding the extravagance
of sacred creativity
the world with its wild beauty
is muted
and the world closes in
to four walls
and so I hear
the sound as the heat
comes to life
beating back the cold
and so I smell the dust
baking
and smell the almost snow
moisture
I am present in the house
so too
at times
I need to quiet the world
and be present in the house
that in presence I might
touch
Presence
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