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.
Wednesday, November 28, 2018
Words
Words can travel
thousands of miles
May my words
create mutual understanding and love
May they be as
beautiful as gems
As lovely as
flowers
Thich Nhat Hanh
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We are awash with
words
Written and
spoken
They come at us from
all directions
messengers
revealing so much
revealing so
little
often all that we
have
in our quest to
know the other
often profoundly
limited
only 7% of the
message
or so we are told
mere code
of inward
thoughts and feelings
yet for all this
words move and motivate
hurt and heal
expose and hide
unite and divide
words have power
yet we throw them
around so carelessly
a bit of sarcasm
here
a scathing remark
there
a careless joke
a quick jab
innocently
intently
today may I be
careful with my words
may they build
not erode
may they create
understanding
and caress and
warm the heart they touch
may they travel
through the space between
messengers of
light
sun, moon, stars
filling that
space
with beauty
instruments
of
love
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