Category: Spiritual seeking
Sweet Darkness
When your eyes are tiredthe world is tired also.When your vision has goneno part of the world can find you. Time to go into the darkwhere the night has eyesto recognize its own.There you can be sureyou are not beyond love. The dark will be your womb tonight.The night will give you a horizonfurther than Read more about Sweet Darkness[…]
The time of Fire
Beyond all polarities, I amLet the judgments and opinions of the mindBe judgments and opinions of the mindAnd you exist behind thatAh so, ah soIt’s really time for you to see throughThe absurdity of your own predicamentYou aren’t who you thought you wereYou just aren’t that personAnd in this very lifetimeYou can know itRight nowThe Read more about The time of Fire[…]
Autumn breakfast
Blue Iris Poems and Essays By Mary OliverA celebration of the bounties and blessings of nature. A Book Excerpt on Wonder How Would You Live Then? What if a hundred rose-breasted grosbeaksflew in circles around your head? What ifthe mockingbird came into the house with you andbecame your advisor? What ifthe bees filled your walls with honey and Read more about Autumn breakfast[…]
Pentecost
The Holy spirit comes down
Natural Mystic
In, ‘A religion of ones own’, Thomas Moore says, Many people use the word “mystic” pejoratively, to indicate someone who is seriously and deliriously out of touch with reality. I say the opposite: Mystics are the ones who have actually gotten in touch with what is real. They have powers of receptivity and sympathy that Read more about Natural Mystic[…]
Waning into the dark moon
May, and the puffins are back. To land, the furious beating of their wings stops and they drop, plop sinkdown into the sea, Then bob back up to the surface afloat. I feel as if i am in that moment under the water. The pause of the Scorpio full moon waning feel the magic stirring in the darkness Rest into the dark moon Read more about Waning into the dark moon[…]
Foxglove foliage and harts tongue ferns unfurling
Planting gifts of Angelica and Lovage Flower seeds and currant bushes Dandelion clocks scattering seeds I send mine too dreams sailing off into the cosmos Climbing crimson roses winding their glorious way to us
The Song
I wish I knew howIt would feel to be freeI wish I could breakAll the chains holdin’ meI wish I could sayAll the things that I should saySay ’em loud, say ’em clearFor the whole round world to hearI wish I could shareAll the love that’s in my heartRemove all the barsThat keep us apartI Read more about The Song[…]
Dance, My Heart!
DANCE, my heart! dance today with joy.The strains of love fill the days and the nights with music, and the world is listening to its melodies:Mad with joy, life and death dance to the rhythm of this music. The hills and the sea and the earth dance. The world of man dances in laughter and Read more about Dance, My Heart![…]