Like oceanic tides, your emotions (feelings) are going to roll endlessly onto your mental shore. The insight, the wisdom lies in understanding that they will change. In fact, no matter how you exert your will, you are powerless to keep them static. Till now you have allowed people, places and things to steer your emotional equilibrium. It is time to review the benefits of such a course. Why do we allow others to dictate how we feel?
One of the reasons is we care about them. Our spouse or life-mate leaves us. Perhaps our closest friend or sibling lies about us. A co-worker sabotages us. A parent abandons us. The list is endless; and that is the point! Every situation is fraught with possibilities of betrayal, disappointment, despair. Every situation can also hold the epiphany of trust, joy, love. If you decide that you know how Life is going to unfold, I am here to tell you, you are wrong. And forgive me for being blunt but, in the case of suicides, dead wrong.
Give Life a chance. Its like watching the ocean. One day there isn't anything but 1 foot rollers. The sea is calm. Its boring. Every wave seems the same. The next day (or week) the waves are 6-8 feet high. They are creating beautiful troughs, foam spraying every which way as they crash down to bubble, dip, rip, gyrate and surge towards the shoreline. Life, like your emotional state, is going to change. I guarantee it. That being said, and knowing things WILL change...how much importance should we place on how we feel this very moment?
Honor yourself. Acknowledge the legitimacy of your feelings. Observe and allow for how you feel. Then go about your business. Set your emotion(s) aside knowing you can come back to it at your leisure. What, in this moment of time and space, do you need to realize you are whole and complete? Can you even view yourself in such a way? If so, do what needs to be done! If you can't, to plagiarize a line from the movie Casablanca, this looks to be the start of a beautiful friendship.
Let it go! Whatever you are going through, let it go. A new moment awaits, beckons. Let your being be saturated with it, in it. Anything and everything you need to do or be will reveal itself. Your responsibility is creating space for it. If you are fixated or obsessed it will pass you by. Will it come back round again? Yes, but why wait? Aren't you ready for a new life, a new beginning? Isn't that exactly what you have been praying for? Then by all means, lets begin...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_eI6-L38EPo
Monday, April 15, 2013
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Amen
My last word about prayer will come from Psalm 46:10. The following sums up my belief on the refinement of prayer:
Be still and know that I am God
Be still and know that I am
Be still and know
Be still
Be
Be still and know that I am God
Be still and know that I am
Be still and know
Be still
Be
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Votum
Prayer is a poem you utter to Life. Little else reveals so unerringly who and what you are. That which fills your prayers bares your soul. Are your prayers supplications? Litanies? Tirades? Are they guilt-ridden? Judgmental? Self-righteous? Nothing stirs the Creators heart quite as much as truth, save love. Therefore, let your prayers be loving truth. An honest accounting that you don't know everything, but are learning. That your actions have not all been exemplary, but you are trying. That the world can be overwhelming...and if you didn't cling to some paltry, inconsequential tenet, you fear you'd fly off the face of the planet. In spite of that terror, however, you wish to be penetrated; pierced to the core of your being by your own authenticity. I say to you if your invocations bear similarities, you have no need of prayer. Your very life is one.
Book of Padrac: Section 2 Discourse 11
Book of Padrac: Section 2 Discourse 11
Friday, April 12, 2013
Listen...
For a change of pace, see how often you feel compelled to talk today. Rather than meeting the customary "good morning" with a perfunctory response, make eye contact and smile instead. When you find yourself engaged in conversation, see how often a nod of the head will suffice rather than usurping the conversation with your own anecdote. Evaluate how often you stop listening while formulating an answer in your head. See how silence affects you.
I have begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all its own. ~Chaim Potok The Chosen
In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness. ~Mahatma Gandhi
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4QdLJx10TM
I have begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all its own. ~Chaim Potok The Chosen
In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness. ~Mahatma Gandhi
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4QdLJx10TM
Monday, April 8, 2013
Sacred Feminine
Brigid's Gloaming
The sky was inflamed tonight
A crimson, tangerine dream
Of a sunset...
It outlined and framed
A herd of birds
Who appeared (Exploded)
To cut and carve
Dip and dart
Over and through
The twilight embers
I heard a tree tonight
A silent, singing silhouette
Sharing springs essence
Of being (Zing!)
I felt Creations heartbeat
Strum through me
And the tree
As I thought of you
My heart was inflamed tonight...
~WPG
The sky was inflamed tonight
A crimson, tangerine dream
Of a sunset...
It outlined and framed
A herd of birds
Who appeared (Exploded)
To cut and carve
Dip and dart
Over and through
The twilight embers
I heard a tree tonight
A silent, singing silhouette
Sharing springs essence
Of being (Zing!)
I felt Creations heartbeat
Strum through me
And the tree
As I thought of you
My heart was inflamed tonight...
~WPG
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Sanctuary
I'm thrilled when I discover indigenous music where the language is unknown to me. It is a reminder that all language isn't of the intellect. Such is the case with "Habibi." It struck me as a lyrical, spiritual balm that slowly spread over that which troubled me. It produced images of hidden glades and glens; of a voice wafting over a courtyard wall that denied access but not interaction. Though you may not see me, come! soar with me on an updraft that takes us up over the rim of the canyon. Experience that which your 5 senses will never be able to produce. The haunting, enchanting, mystical bridge into the Unknown...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNjnZwFysqM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNjnZwFysqM
Friday, April 5, 2013
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