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, December 27, 2016
Holy Thaws
And God is always there, if you feel wounded. He kneels
over this earth like
a divine medic
and His love thaws
the holy
in us
Teresa
of Avial (From the poem “When the Holy Thaws)
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This world is full of seekers
those who would find the Sacred
this world is full of the wounded
those who have been ripped and torn by life
this world is full of people who are bewildered
and look with confusion on
the world around them
and cannot
cannot
understand
this world is full of those
who feel affronted
who believe that all are against them
and live in anger
the world us full of people
who need a medic
who need to understand that they
are full of the sacred
that they are sacred
there is only one medicine that will work
one miracle remedy
it is not guilt
it is not judgment
we cannot scare
or legislate
or coerce and manipulate
people into wholeness
spiritually
physically
socially
we can only love
and love
and love again
and as we do
we thaw the sacred in them
and
joy!
We thaw
the sacred in ourselves as well
healer
heal your self!
OK! I think I will
do that!
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