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.
Thursday, March 15, 2018
wide open
“If you put a spoonful of salt
in a cup of water
it tastes very salty.
If you put a spoonful of salt
in a lake of fresh water
the taste is still pure and clear.
Peace comes when our hearts are
open like the sky, vast as the ocean.”
Jack Kornfield
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Our souls are salted with many things
Fear
Hate
Greed
and when our souls are tiny
constricted due to ideology
or theology
when our lives are squeezed down
by social norms
and expectations
we can so easily lose our humanity
but worse, our divinity
the sacred image we carry
becomes blurred
sometimes beyond recognition
and we become unable to give
to offer compassion
to forgive
to love
how do we open our hearts?
how do we throw open the windows of our soul
to the wind of the Sacred?
We walk
We breathe
We notice the stars
We gaze in wonder at the mountain
And celebrate the sky
We dance in the dust
And the mud
And the snow
We throw our arms wide open
And embrace the Sacred
As She/He/It comes
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