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.
Saturday, September 9, 2017
Blessed are the healers
“This is the kind of Friend
You are -
Without making me realize
My soul's anguished history,
You slip into my house at night,
And while I am sleeping,
You silently carry off
All my suffering and sordid past
In Your beautiful
Hands.”
Hafiz
______________________
Blessed are the healers
Blessed are those who find a way
To take away the pain of others
Those who accept, rather than merely tolerate
Those who forgive
And care
Who sneak up on others
Unawares
And gently
Touch their lives for the better
Blessed is the Lord
For above all others
This god who is love
Finds us
And when we least expect it
Carries away that which
Which is limiting and harmful
In beautiful
Sacred
hands
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