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.
Tuesday, July 5, 2016
Day dawns
I think over again my small adventures, my fears, those
small ones that seemed so big, all those vital things I had to get and to
reach, and yet there is only one great thing: to live and see the great day
that dawns, and the light that fills the world."
Old
Inuit Song
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there is a moment
when nothing else matters
not house or cars
titles or incomes
there is a time
when nothing else matters
not degrees
nor accomplishments
when I walk into the early morning
and hear the borning cry of all creation
the hoot of the owl
and the screech of the hawk
When the sun crests the horizon
and all creation rejoices
in a blaze of yellow and orange
nothing matters
except the light
and the new day
this is the day
to rejoice and be glad
this is the day
to live and love
this is
the
day
and so too
sacred awakens in my soul
and nothing matters
except the light
and this moment
grace
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