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 24, 2016
Junk food
" Plant
so that
your
own heart ....
will
grow. "
- Hafiz
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What grows in the garden of my soul?
That which I have planted
That which I have watered, and nurtured
What if bring into my soul is as important
As that which I bring into my body
If I eat junk food, it shows
If I plant and nurture spiritual weeds
Those things that are twisted, ugly, and uncontrollable
It shows
I cannot carry greed, hate, fear, anger, bitterness
Around in my soul, and not have it show it my words and
actions
But neither can I carry around love, compassion,
forgiveness, and generosity
Around in my soul, and not have it show in my words and
actions
This day, in the fertile soil of my soul
I seek to plant and nurture those things
That will grow my heart
That I might reflect the divine presence
within
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