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, January 21, 2018
Praise
“Praise, my dear one.
Let us disappear into praising.
Nothing belongs to us.”
Rainer
Maria Rilke
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I can spend my day
seeking affirmation
reaching out desperately
and trying to pull into the core of my being
something
that makes me feel good about myself
striving
boasting
“hey look at me”
And at the end of the day
I will count my “winnings”
and find that they are
not enough
or I can spend my day praising
the mountain
the trees
the person in front me my
my child
my spouse
my friend
I can lose myself in praise of others
And in that praising
Need will disappear
And love will grow
Self will be lessened
But communion will grown
And I will be lost
In
Love
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