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.
Sunday, October 9, 2016
Dancing
Dancing is not just getting up painlessly,
like a leaf blown on the wind;
Dancing is when you tear your heart out
and rise out of your body to hang suspended
between the worlds
RUMI
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We trod, and trod, and trod through life
Weighed down by so many things
Fear
Loneliness
Anger
Hate
Fear
Greed
The need for success
The desire to be love
We are bent under our burden
And our feet are like clay
Until our hearts are broken open
And Sacred love rushes through
Waking our soul
And releasing us from our bondage
So that our hearts sing
And
We
Dance
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