There is a sense, I believe, where life can be viewed as a series of ‘leaving’ and ‘remaining.’ More to the point perhaps, things and people, come and go. Inasmuch as we seem designed as humans to seek that which is most certain and everlasting, much of life on face value seems to be exactly the opposite of this. …
Done
I woke up this morning
And said “I’m ready to go…”
A tear welled up in my eye.
I don’t know what it meant;
Someone deep down or high up surely must
The wind chimes dance
With an unseen partner,
And the movement is music;
Yet still there is sadness
that cannot find its home.…
How Dies God
How does God die
When fear shudders
Divine death has no shame
But only a space to breathe
A dark cave carved
Where fear seeks to hide
Yet can it be so…
That death is not scared
Where time pauses
And space inhales
There is the doorway
The threshold of birth
Where death dares
Take its new name
—-LOVE
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BARE FOOT HEARTS
“Remove the sandals from your feet, for the place you stand is holy ground…
I am who am…this is what you shall tell the Israelites, I AM sent me to you.”
Many times we talk about God as if God is absent or hiding.…
THE BRIGHT DARKNESS
(Originally published February 21, 2017)
Our Great Pyrenees (Sophia) looks up at the sky every time she goes outside. We have figured out that she is looking for birds or bumblebees that either taunt her or that want her to play with them.…