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Archive for the category “Becoming Yourself”

We must hold each other with tender care, so as not to bend a soul away from its truth.      – from The Endless Practice  

 

 Over and over we break

open, we break and

we break and we open.

For a while, we try to fix

the vessel—as if

to be broken is bad.

As if with glue and tape

and a steady hand we

might bring things to perfect

again. As if they were ever

perfect. As if to be broken is not

also perfect. As if to be open

is not the path toward joy.
The vase that’s been shattered

and cracked will never

hold water. Eventually

it will leak. And at some

point, perhaps, we decide

that we’re done with picking

our flowers anyway, and no

longer need a place to contain them

We watch them grow just

as wildflowers do—unfenced,

unmanaged, blossoming only

when they’re ready—and mygod,

how beautiful they are amidst

the mounting pile of shards.

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The Way It Is by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

   

  

   

 

  

   

  Listen to Norah Jones sing The Long Way Home http://youtu.be/tpeIePQpSuU

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unexpected Mondays are the best!

 
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Listen to Todd Rundgren sing Love is the Answer http://youtu.be/IjMKz0wCGmw

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amplified 

 
 You see, I want a lot. 

Perhaps I want everything 

the darkness that comes with every infinite fall 

and the shivering blaze of every step up.

So many live on and want nothing 

And are raised to the rank of prince 

By the slippery ease of their light judgments

But what you love to see are faces 

that do work and feel thirst. 

You love most of all those who need you 

as they need a crowbar or a hoe. 

You have not grown old, and it is not too late 

To dive into your increasing depths 

where life calmly gives out its own secret.

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The Book of Hours by Rainer Maria Rilke

  On this day of your life I believe God wants you to know…
…that life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

You won’t find glory at the center of safety, but at its edge. You won’t find love at a place where you are covered, but in the space where you are naked.

You gotta take some risks. You have to not only pick up the dice, but roll ’em. So go ahead, take the gamble.

You have nothing to lose except the chance to win. 

Life is not long enough to spend it on the sidelines. And you will not have to think but a second to know exactly why you received this message today.

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    – Neale Donald Walsh

      http://www.nealedonaldwalsch.com

 
  

  Listen to Brett Dennen sing The One Who Loves You Most http://youtu.be/4XwSRzNCYIA 

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when we grow afraid we forget 

 
 I believe in all that has never yet been spoken.

I want to free what waits within me

so that what no one has dared to wish for
may for once spring clear

without my contriving.
If this is arrogant, God, forgive me,

but this is what I need to say.

May what I do flow from me like a river,

no forcing and no holding back,

the way it is with children.
Then in these swelling and ebbing currents,

these deepening tides moving out, returning,

I will sing you as no one ever has,
streaming through widening channels

into the open sea.
I, 12 [I believe in all that has never been spoken] by Rainer Maria Rilke. 

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How can you not see it,

if you stand still enough,

or walk out far enough:

the light shimmering from every leaf,

the actual hardness of every stone?

This stone says something

of humility and presence, 

of where it came from, and the belly of stars,

but it stays silent to draw you nearer.

We are, all of us, even the thin geranium

on the back stoop, reaching up

for light, for life, for beauty, 

singing out with the great silent voice

of the immense glory of being,

the long, amazing story

and a love story it is.

Without your having to remember—

such a gift, such a gift—

your lungs open to the world

and take in life, each moment.  

Who gave you that?

How can you not sing, even in silence?

When we grow afraid we forget,

we wear protective layers 

of things to believe, things to do,

so many things to do,

so that we don’t come too near

and catch fire. 
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes

Unfolding Light

http://www.unfoldinglight.net

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  (I agree, Mary Oliver…hum, hum)
Listen to Mat Kearney sing Closer to Love http://youtu.be/EMRXXBGotnw

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leaking love 

 Sometimes you just need someone to storm heaven for you

Sometimes you just need someone to hoarse whisper it for you —

“Father of the Tired & Broken-Hearted…

oh, hear our prayer….

Give Your Child the wisdom to know it this week:

Hiding when you’re hurting won’t heal you and growing isolated can just let infection grow.

Give Your Child the love to live it: 

The secret way to heal a broken heart is to let love leak out like an ocean through all the cracks.

When you’re most wounded by words, run to the only Word that always brings healing.

And may all the trials be but a trail,

all the stones on the way be but grace stairs to God.

In the name of Jesus —

who broke His heart to heal ours…”

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    – Ann Voskamp (edited) read full post at aholyexperience.com

 
   

Listen to Natasha Bedingfield sing Unwritten http://youtu.be/TtGY4G7II6s

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Listen to Plumb sing Exhale http://youtu.be/dOgUjSW4agg

remember: it all flows

 
 Jairus begged him repeatedly, My little daughter is at the point of death. Come and lay your hands on her, so that she may be made well, and live.” So he went with him. And a large crowd followed him and pressed in on him…. Immediately aware that power had gone forth from him, Jesus turned about in the crowd and said, ‘Who touched my clothes?”…. The woman came in fear and trembling, fell down before him, and told him the whole truth. … While he was still speaking, some people came from the leader’s house to say, “Your daughter is dead. Why trouble the teacher any further?”…. He took her hand, and she got up….

                  —from Mark 5.2143
Jesus, interrupted, follows.

Interrupted again, he stops.

The clock ticking,

sirens still blaring, lights flashing,

he stops and listens.

His pause, it seems, is deadly.

But it isn’t, is it? 
Who does not feel the devil

turning within you, chanting,

There is not enough time?

Who does not fear the story,

told from behind a dark curtain,

You don’t have the power?
Of course you don’t.

It’s not yours.

Time does not belong; it flows.

Power does not sit; it flows.

You don’t have to dip into 

your little purse of time and energy:

you let infinite grace flow through you.
Healing happens without your effort;

you are only present.

It is not your time, not your energy, but God’s. 

You enter the river, and it flows through you.
When you are present in this moment

you will be present in the next.
And thus it is, when you are present in this life

you are present in the next.  
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes

Unfolding Light

http://www.unfoldinglight.net 

   

Listen to Christy Nockles sing Grace Flows Down http://youtu.be/lBPNdTowJuc 

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it is the duty and calling of an artist to speak their truth     – unknown 

  

   

  
 

   

  

Listen to Sara Barelleis sing Vegas http://youtu.be/HOHK2sXoIVw

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 You don’t need patience to do what you love. You need passion.      – Michael Barata

 
  

  

  

   

  

 
  

   


  

  

Listen to Bon Jovi sing It’s My Life http://youtu.be/9SKFwtgUJHs 

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adventure calling 

 

All we want is a path

just visible

in the new growth

of the forest floor.
We do not require

a thread of cairns

to mark the route.                                                         

Leave it to us  

                                                        

to find our way across

the swollen stream

to get our feet wet

if we must, to
blow past the bend 

in the switchback

misread the map

become aware
too late that we 

are lost, to move 

this way and that

kneel in the dirt
to sit at last cross-

legged in the dusk 

while the stars emerge

one by one each one

  

a blessing, to sleep

beneath those stars

and in the first light

find our way back
or forward it won’t

matter because we

will have found it

and can call it ours

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Call It Ours by Rick Kempa

   

  Listen to Journey sing Don’t Stop Believin’ http://youtu.be/KCy7lLQwToI

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Note to Self:   

 
Inspiration from

 my son, Brandon (he’s made my mamma-heart very happy this morning)…LISTEN to Paul Baribeau sing Ten Things! http://youtu.be/9X_o_BAUJ-c 

 
 

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