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.
Tuesday, January 15, 2019
Free
What in your life is
calling you,
when all the
noise is silenced,
the meetings
adjourned,
the lists laid
aside,
and the wild iris
bloom by itself
in the dark
forest,
what still pulls
at your soul?
Rumi
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There come those
moments
when life slows
down just enough
those moments as
we watch the sun slowly rise
and the clouds
drift lazily across the sky
as we listen to
the winter birds sing
and hear the snow
protest under foot
when our minds
are just quiet enough
for us to
remember we have a soul.
When we find
space from the clamoring voices in our heads
and the tyranny
of our calendars
and are stirred
by deeper things.
The world looks
different in this sacred space
where we are
freed
at least for an
instant
from the endless
plodding and striving
from our restless
search for meaning and relevance
and we find
ourselves drawn into that place of
original blessing
where what counts
are the things of
heart and soul
where, no longer obsessed
by the need
to protect and
control
no longer
desperate to earn our value
no longer trapped
by the need to “win” or succeed
or driven by hate
and fear
we embrace love
and family
generosity and
compassion
where we claim
our divine inheritance
as Sacred
Children
clothing
ourselves with the mystery of Jesus
and moving into a
new way of doing life
free at last
It is for freedom
that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be
burdened again by a yoke of slavery.
Galations 5:1
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