I don’t want to wake up, but I have to…What kind of opening is that?It is a statement of ignorance not wanting to give way.I breathe and stretch and rise from my mattress. It is my thoughts at four am. that come for me; come from a rolling unrest somewhere deep inside The hours of …
Dear Hearts,I sat on my meditation couch this morning itching to dig into the day’s affairs.Breathing through the pressure, I felt the energy of my body pumping, my haunches poised like a runner at the start line, waiting for the signal to bolt. By grace, I mustered a bit of patience. The will to stay …
Dear Heart,I have meditated.I have come to the deck at the back of the house.I am aware that I carry a thin puff of an old belief,as If a crushed cigarette continues to waft smoke into clear mind,just a little ribbon of gray spiraling up from somewhere,the residue of a habit I thought I had …
The Fattest Person on Earth I found you Adonai.You walked in the wildflowersof my Beloved’s Sacred Heart.You danced in the waterfallsof Mary’s smiling eyes,a light there lusciousto my soul long famished,a meal complete,a formless feast of Love.When I saw mySelf againI had gained ten pounds.I hope now to becomethe fattest person on earth. My, oh my,how a …
Dear Hearts, I am opened this morning to the exceptional love of Miri Magdalene. Master of relationship, Miri immersed her heart in a holy instant without limit. Joined with Jesus, in the unity of the Holy Spirit, she realized and demonstrated the true Love of God on earth. Their relationship was unbound by bodies, unframed …
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Dear Hearts,On hot and humid days, a fiery poem gives me reprieve, somehow feeling like the coolest place in the world. Is there such a sweet spring inside you? The Sacred Heart of Jesus is that place, A Sun that belongs to you.Would you venture close letting him melt your protected life into a cool clear …
Dear Hearts, All of us know the caress of water. Before the sprouting of hands and feet we floated in a womb of fluid softness, baptized before we saw the world’s light. Hidden there in water, indwelling, soothed by the murmur of our mother’s swirling blood we took form. We were held in innocence, …
Dear Hearts, … all things we perceive are upside down until we listen to the Voice for God ACIM WB 328 Waking in my Sleep The mind walks. 2:30 it is. Sleep walking without feet. But then day or night I amble the invisible path. It isn’t legs at all that carry one …
God condemned me not. Nor do I ACIM WB 228 … Jesus went to the Mount of Olives. At dawn he appeared …where all the people gathered around him… The teachers of the law and the Pharisees brought in a woman caught in adultery. They made her stand before the group and said, “Teacher, this …
Dear Hearts, God Speaks I begin with a request that my words are true and being true are valuable, not that listening hearts will be overcome but that hearts opened are overshadowed, that hearts naked, will be clothed in Spirit. I understand how words carry the power to turn a thought, or strengthen the languished …