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, January 9, 2017
No Answers
The weight of arrogance is such
that no bird can fly
carrying it
and the man who feels superior
to others, that man
cannot dance
the real dance when the soul takes God
into its arms and your both fall
onto your knees in
gratitude
a blessed gratitude
for life
St.
John of the Cross
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Oh Lord
there are those moments
of startling clarity
when I understand
I know so little
there are moments
when faced with the most
elemental
moments of life
the birth of a child
a friend,
the death of a parent
when faced with beauty
and ugliness
and even evil…
that I realize
it is time to quit pretending
that I understand
and am in control
it is time to stop fantasizing
that I have any answers
it is time to simply sink into
the Sacred
and cry
and love
and hope
and dance!
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