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, March 4, 2016
I see you
“I am here to be seen”
“I see you”
“I too am here to be seen”
“And I see you”
(A greeting based on the Zulu greeting Sawubona –from The Little Book on Meaning, Fortgang p. 93)
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Everybody longs to be seen
really seen
not judged
not labeled based on externals
(that have little to do with who they really are)
not put into categories, nice an neat
or rated
but really seen
physically, yes,
but also heart and mind and soul
seen for who we really are,
beloved child of God
for who we are,
person with a mission
for who we are
in the deepest place where the space between the Sacred
and us, gets thinner and thinner,
and ultimately disappears
this day may I see those the Sacred puts in my path
may I see
and be seen
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