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I See

The enlightened Way follows an unlit path to transfiguration. Light and Dark obscure perception – both reveal. Visions appear clearly unseen – sharing Truth. Absorbed Grace blinds the blessed – exposes the Word. The Light absorbs me making me blind – giving insight.

The Parable of Going the Wrong Way the Right Way

Living a blessed life is being able to go the wrong way the right way. Who of these travelers is living a blessed life? A traveler realizing she is going the wrong way, and will be very late for her meeting, panics and makes the next right off the highway deciding to take local roadsContinue reading “The Parable of Going the Wrong Way the Right Way”

Turn, Turn, Turn

It had been chilly for the past couple of mornings and today seemed cooler still. So, for the first time this season I put my coat and hat on – to go forth. I opened the door and felt the soft kiss of a breeze caress my face. The morning air was indeed briskContinue reading “Turn, Turn, Turn”

Good News

Paul says, “When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child…” The truth was incomplete – the covenant was a contract. God’s intervention was a quid pro quo and my understanding was delusional. “When I grew up…” I talk like a grown-up,Continue reading “Good News”

Q & A

The questions we ask make the answers we get. So, we must pay attention and listen first. Being ruled by the numbers, misses ourselves. Calculated assessment is meaningless Rain measured in volume and duration makes life an endless series of droughts and floods. Soaked by the rain and absorbing its wetness, be filled withContinue reading “Q & A”

Whisperer

The Wind whispers, sometimes softly, sometimes loudly. Sometimes She pushes me along. Sometimes She pushes me back. She caresses me with a gentle warm breeze. She throttles me with a blustery cold gust. To hear Her word, I must listen, for I know not from whence She came, or where She goes.Continue reading “Whisperer”

Threadbare

Alas, our tapestry is ripped; but, we’re not irreparable. Woven and inseparable, part of the cloth, we can’t be snipped. Fashion glorifies the rend, the world marginalizes tears. Separation shreds without cares, love, though, is the cloth on the mend. Knitting a patch is not magic. Despite feeling so abandoned; our unlovedness isContinue reading “Threadbare”

Poured Out

The Cup is filled holding the poured out uniquely the same The Cup overflows overwhelming the poured out capacity exceeded The Cup is drunk one with poured out thirst satisfied The Cup is shared enjoined by the poured out never forget The Cup is empty unbroken by the poured out itContinue reading “Poured Out”

Pathway

I left the house and strolled into the abyss of darkness that seemed impenetrable. Nothing blocked me or made me want to turn back but clearly what was ahead was obscured. To find my way through the black was going to take time and effort and a different set of eyes. IContinue reading “Pathway”

Alone With

oh be not afraid. in the sky, the moment, on the ground alone, with friends, to mountain go, and pray with them in their presence be oh so happy and be oh so sad, submit and obey, never be the same woozy wobbly be Love’s shining Light in union are,Continue reading “Alone With”