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, October 5, 2015
To Breathe, and Breathe again
What we need is a cup of understanding,
a barrel of love,
and an ocean of patience.
St
Francis de Sales, as quoted by Jack Kornfield, A Path with Heart, p.59
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we have become attentional spastics
our minds careen around like
crazed monkeys
we are not present to the world
we are not present to others
we are not present to ourselves
we have no patience
and because we have no presence
we have not love
so we are left
with ideologies and principles
we only partly understand
we look back with regret
and forward with anxiety
but we are not awake
to the love and hope that lies in the moment
we do not see the rising sun
or hear the song of the bird
we do not see the fleeting deer
and the person in the mirror is a stranger to us
gifts are missed
and love is lost
ah to take a moment
to breathe, and breathe again
to find our point of focus
discovered in a word
a phrase
a prayer
it matters not
there we find Sacred Presence
there, as we bring our heart back
patiently
again and again
we waken
and come fully alive
to all that is around us
to the world
Sacred creation
to the precious souls
who are part of our lives
to
ourselves
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