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, February 10, 2018
Opening
How did the rose
Ever open its heart
And give to this world
All its beauty?
It felt the encouragement of light
Against its being,
Otherwise,
We all remain
Too frightened.
Hafiz
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Anyone out there afraid?
Afraid of failing
Afraid of bad things happening
Afraid of Muslims, or Christians
Afraid that the country will fall apart
Afraid that we are as power hunger as we seem
And as racist?
Anyone out there afraid?
To open their hearts
To open their minds
To God’s new thing
Anyone out there afraid
To take a risk?
Love the unlovable?
Ache for justice?
Mourn for the oppressed?
To say “I love you” first?
Afraid to be humble?
Afraid to turn the other cheek?
These are difficult things
These are “sacred” things
But they make us vulnerable
We might get hurt
Only radical trust in,
Radical connection to,
The Sacred
Will allow us to open ourselves to the wonder
Of love
Compassion
Generosity
Only the light of Sacred Presence
Will free us
to open our hearts
our minds
our hands
and give
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