how can I love you best right now?
You are tired, friend.
Your body aches to rest.
You have wanted to fall apart for so long.
To let go of your defences.
To be transparent and authentic.
Your cynicism has protected you.
Your fear has served you well.
Your dreams of enlightenment were beautiful dreams.
But there is no need to hold your ‘self’ together any longer.
Or simply stop pretending that you don’t know ‘how’.
The vastness will hold you.
Only illusions can disappear.
The deeper the heart breaks
The more love it can hold.
Don’t tell me you are not worthy.
Don’t tell me you are not made of stars.
– Jeff Foster
at the end of the day,
you can make it
even if you think you can’t make it;
even when it doesn’t make sense,
when you’ve taken one trail,
said all the right things
done what you were supposed to
lived a good life,
and ended up far closer to the edge than you imagined.
even when you’re old
or somethings broken inside
when fields of sunflowers make you cry,
paint peels off old barns
you get thirsty from being faithful
to be born
to plant rows of seeds in the Autumn
of the year
of the storms
for people to see,
uncover the blind spots
wear thin the veils
create the impossible plagues
just beyond the shores
we begin again
pouring cups of tea
walking in the morning hours
under my feet
Rev. Donna Knutson (via Facebook)
shared by Rabbi Stacy Offner at a vigil in Madison, Connecticut
First they came for trans people and I spoke up – because God does NOT make mistakes!
Then they came for the African Americans and I spoke up – because I am my sister’s and brothers keeper.
And then they came for the women and I spoke up – Because women hold up half the sky.
And then they came for the immigrants and I spoke up – Because I remember the ideals of our democracy.
And then they came for the Muslims and I spoke up –
Because they are my cousins and we are one human family.
And then they came for the Native Americans and Mother Earth and I spoke up –
Because the blood-soaked land cries and the mountains weep.
They keep coming.
We keep rising up.
Because we Jews know the cost of silence.
We remember where we came from.
And we will link arms, because when you come for our neighbors, you come for us –
And THAT just won’t stand.
-Rabbi Michael Latz
The sun will rise
and we shall have tea
and play a bit
cry a little
laugh a little
give a little
take a little
love a little
lose a little
rain or shine
every slice has it’s own magic
Life is really
simple like syrup
let me see your sweet smile
then I can die happy
or live to face another day