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, March 13, 2019
Deeper Eyes
The Yoruba tradition
uses the term ashe to mean the essential divine nature in everything. It is the idea that within all things lives
sacredness if looked for with “deep seeing eyes”. Even negative people or events are not void
of ashe; it just takes deeper eyes to see it
Laura
Berman Fortgang. Little Book of Meaning,
p.95
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Sometimes I have
trouble remembering
That Sacred came
down
Incarnated
That Sacred made
itself touchable
Seeable
In that
incarnation we call the earth
Bang
And Sacred was
everywhere
And in everything
I have no
troubling believing
That the first
incarnation was in the
Moment we called
creation
I can see Sacred
in the bright blue sky
The white peaked
mounting soaring
In the eagle, the
hawk
In the deer who leap
nimbly through the woods
even in the turkeys,
predatory and messy
But the sacred
also came down in a person
A baby
A brown man who
walked the dust of Palestine
Who taught and
lived and died
Divine nature
beautifully aroused and visible
To remind us that
the Divine is in people too
Those seemingly
twisted and messed up creatures
Who afflict the
planet
Their very home
I can little trouble
seeing the divine in the faithful people who sit
In old pews, keeping
hope alive
I an often see
Sacred in smiling children
In the enthusiastic
young
But it takes more
work to see Sacred in those people
Who for one reason
or another are,
Challenging.
The one who is
violent
Or who struggles
with addiction, and turns his desires in on himself
In the one is
fearful
And then there are
others
Way too many others
Where I struggle to
see Sacred Presence at all
My vision is blurred
There are so many
things that blind me
An Ideology of hate(that’s
a big one – I admit it)
Greed
Fear
Cruelty
Lies
People actively
tearing others down to build themselves up
All of a sudden all
I can do is label
Categorize
Judge
I no longer have
deep seeing eyes
With some people
(to my regret)
I am almost blind
Lord give me eyes that
see
That recognize
Divine presence
For there is
something divine, good, right
Something blessed in
every person
If I have the eyes
to see it
Yes, this idea
challenges me
Expands me
I don’t want to
believe this about some
(my favorite
villains, who will go unnamed)
But even they
Even they
Have essential
divine nature
I just have
To look
With
Deeper eyes
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