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into our silence

Sitting here at the end of words

Moving into spaces wide and deep

On the sharpest edge of  knowing

Silence saying so much more

Than I could ever say

 

Teaching me as I learn to speak

In language of the rocks and trees

Listening to the swirling sunlight

All along the way

 

We are travelers on this journey

Made of dust

Filled with stars

Dancing in the moonlight

Floating on the clouds

 

Connected to each other

Filled with care

Made to share

We only have this moment

To give. to live out loud

 

Raindrops kissing our tearstained faces

 while our dancing steps are tracing

Dewdrops diamonds winking

It’s our time to shine

Laughter sparkling like fine wine

We are here

we’re meant to be

A charming dimple in eternity

Joyfully circling for infinity

 

AL 10/7/12

 

we are enough

and if you want everything you must experience
knowing what it is to have nothing but your heart

– cliff kayser
www.XperienceIT.com
www.KayserRidge.com

Your mere presence has always been enough for the birds to sing, the waves to roll, and the sun to shine… so why do you ever feel you should be more?

Love yourself as we love you,
The Universe
Notes From the Universe
http://www.tut.com

God invites us into the present moment, invites us to be present for God, who is perfectly present for us. Start now. Come as you are. No cover charge, no entrance requirements, no dress code. Just be here. Really, you already are.

__________________
Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
http://www.unfoldinglight.net

a celtic prayer

Deep peace of the
Running waves to you.

Deep peace of the
flowing air to you.

Deep peace of the
Quiet earth to you.

Deep peace of the
shining stars to you.

Deep peace of the
Son of peace to you.

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Forgiveness is a perfectly selfish act. It sets you free from the past. – Brian Tracy

Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.
– Ephesians 4:32

Forgiveness. It’s not an easy word for many of us. Ok, I don’t really know about others, but I know my own stubborn self and how hard it is for me to forgive, and then, rest in my forgiveness. I work through painful, difficult issues, I let go, and I think I have won the battle, but all the sudden I round a corner and, it seems, outta no-where, BAM – there it is again, and I realize I haven’t quite reached as far into that forgiveness force field as I had intended to go, and so I start again. I am so glad that I realize that life, and this forgiveness thing, is a process, and that I have made progress, and so that encourages me to work through it again…and again…and…!

One day I think I fine, and then the next, unexpectedly, I can plunge down hard – just by driving past a house, having a conversation, getting a glimpse of a something, hearing a song, or melling a familiar smell. I filled with pain, loss, anger, sadness, grief, regret and longing. I get overloaded with these feelings today, additionally I have can also experince anxiety, exhaustion, overwhelm and the battle with the demons inside my head which say things like, ‘I can’t sing, am ugly, fat and undesirable, and I’m just too stupid, vain and like attention too much to know it. That everything that has ever gone wrong in my life is because of me, and that I will never find anyone who can stand being with me because I am weird and unloveable.’

All of this is mixed up and complicated in my head and I have to sort it all out and begin to let go of one layer at a time, as I work to identify the lies and change the story. Then I work at forgiveness, first for myself, others, and the ‘house’ in question. It’s not easy, and I many times, and hours, I just pray, with Anne Lamont, “help me, help me, help me” until the pain eases and I can move forward in a measure of peace.

Like a baby learning to walk, each time I get up from being ‘stuck’, I gain ground, I get a little farther, a little stronger on my feet, and I pray that some day I will have arrived at the goal and will run freely in the yard of freedom! I want to live in the Land of the Free and Forgiven, and in order to do so I know I must let go of any resentment and anger I am still holding to and just breathe love. Just breathe. Just love. I know I am loved and forgiven and so I am called to forgive. I try very hard to be easy on myself, because I realize I will probably be in heaven when that finally occurs completely, and that’s ok! I will run through the golden streets with children and puppies at my heels yelling, ‘wooo hooo! Thank you!!!! I have learned the way of forgiveness!’ Until then I continue to hold myself accountable and keep doing the work!

New issue of the newsletter on this subject of Forgiveness at www.songsfromthevalley.com

The art of just being

And did you get what you wanted from this life even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on this earth.
– Raymond Carver

Our modern version of the sacrifice— the ritual action performed over and over again in order to deal with our inadequacy before God —is not the slaughter of animals, but our busyness.  Some little god in us, some demanding voice, believes that we need to accomplish, control and experience a lot of things. We need to make ourselves useful.  We need to cover the sacrificial altar of our lives with all that we’ve done.  We are afraid that that little god in us would be displeased if we just sat there. 

But we are set free from that.  We don’t have to do everything.  We don’t have to rush around.  We don’t have to over-function, overachieve, over-schedule. In fact, we don’t have to do anything.  We’ve already been perfected and made holy (“sanctified”). We can stop the slaughter of the innocent animal of our time and mindfulness. 

Look at Christ: he not only gave up his ministry (think what miracles he could have done had he escaped the cross!), but he gave up his life, not to accomplish, but to simply be. And though his doing ended in death, his being went right on beyond death.  That’s how free we are: like those who have already died and gone to heaven, we don’t have to do anything.  Just be. We don’t have to offer the sacrifice of doing again and again.  It turns out that an infinite number of angels can dance on the head of a pin, but they’re not that driven.

Yeah, I know, I have a lot on my to-do list, too.  But don’t forget the one sacred thing on your to-be list. If we take time every day to remember that our holy calling is to be, not to do, then the things we do will be holy, and not so neurotic. We don’t have to crowd our whole life onto the head of a pin: we have space to dance all over heaven.

__________________
Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net

Happy Mindful Writing Day: Nov 1st

Writing Small Stones is just downright good!
A tiny song within a thoughtful poem of well-placed words
strung together like a ribbon of twinkle lights
calling us to the party –
there will be dancing

http://www.writingourwayhome.com/
http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/

The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear. – Nelson Mandela

One can choose to go back toward safety or forward toward
growth. Growth must be chosen again and again; fear must be
overcome again and again.
– Abraham Maslow

 

living in abundance

There is always enough to share!

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it’s all about today!

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never stop learning!

faking a rainbow
Have you tried listening with your elbow
When you don’t like the song?
Tried spinning in circles
When you can’t get along?
When you have a bad day
Try stomping and say
“Everything’s crap!”
Then go take a nap
With your head nestled in
Your favorite friend’s lap.
Have you tried singing in thirds
When you don’t know the words?
Tried dancing in dirt
When your feelings get hurt?
Tried hanging from trees
When you can’t feel your heart?
And tried something dumb
When you’ve tried everything smart?
When the clouds have rolled in
And keep you from seeing
Try faking a rainbow
Till it bursts into being.

http://dharmacomics.com/post/34112370772

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