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Mar 16

Bright Spark of Resurrection

“Nothing is yet in its true form.”― C.S. Lewis

Let There Always Be Light (Searching for Dark Matter)
by Rebecca Elson

“For this we go out dark nights, searching
For the dimmest stars,
For signs of unseen things:

To weigh us down.
To stop the universe
From rushing on and on
Into its own beyond
Till it exhausts itself and lies down cold,
Its last star going out.

Whatever they turn out to be,
Let there be swarms of them,
Enough for immortality,
Always a star where we can warm ourselves.

Let there be enough to bring it back
From its own edges,
To bring us all so close we ignite
The bright spark of resurrection.”

Sun in all seasons.
To warm, melt, guide.
Lighthouse to shore.
Gentle anchoring.
Wonder, awe, delight in unseen things.
Pay attention.
Ignite.
Seek light.
Cast light.

“Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe a moment that never was before and never will be again”― Pablo Casals

Mar 11

Try on Joy, You Look Good in that Color

“Blessed are we who are learning to hope.
And how to let go.
When to act.
And when to stop.
Holding together two irreconcilable truths:
that our lives are so valuable
precisely because we have much to fear
with much to love.” – Kate Bowler

“Blessed are we needing help waking up
to the music, the movement,
and the color of living,
who need help trying on joy instead.
The wonder of the daffodil,
the power of the tiniest seed,
cracked open and sprouting new life,
reaching, at its own pace, toward light.
Blooming.
Blessed are we who long to awake.
May we find the places where
beauty and love can reach us.
We’re ready for something new.” – Kate Bowler

Double blessings.
Grateful in real time and in memory.
To be exactly where we are and present on this day.
Whether mess or bliss.
Usually, a blender of both and mostly in between.
To let go of the illusion of someday when.
Entering now with vigor, delight, anticipation.
From muted, black and white to the brilliant color of living.
A day at a time.
Planting seeds, sprouting new life, spring in bloom.
Try on joy.
You look good in that color.

“The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.”― Eric Hoffer

Mar 9

Anchor to the Sky

“Everything in life has a pattern and a coincidence is simply the moment when the pattern becomes briefly visible.”― Anthony Horowitz, Moonflower Murders

“Pay attention to the world around you. Stories are hiding, waiting everywhere. You just have to open your eyes and your heart.” – Kate DiCamillo

Comma, Period.
Hard stop.
Look up.
Steep in beauty.
Pause in wonder.
Anchor to the sky.
Root in awe.
Peace. Light. Love.

“the birds … own nothing–the reason they can fly”― Mary Oliver, Felicity

Mar 7

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Grace, Grief, Gratitude

“…
May I live this day
Compassionate of heart,
Clear in word,
Gracious in awareness,
Courageous in thought,
Generous in love.”― John O’Donohue, Benedictus: A Book of Blessings

“I am making a home inside myself. A shelter
of kindness where everything
is forgiven, everything allowed—a quiet patch
of sunlight to stretch out without hurry,
where all that has been banished
and buried is welcomed, spoken, listened to—released.
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A fiercely friendly place I can claim as my very own.
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I am throwing arms open
to the whole of myself—especially the fearful,
fault-finding, falling apart, unfinished parts, knowing
every seed and weed, every drop
of rain, has made the soil richer.
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I will light a candle, pour a hot cup of tea, gather
around the warmth of my own blazing fire. I will howl
if I want to, knowing this flame can burn through
any perceived problem, any prescribed perfectionism,
any lying limitation, every heavy thing.
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I am making a home inside myself
where grace blooms in grand and glorious
abundance, a shelter of kindness that grows
all the truest things.
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I whisper hallelujah to the friendly
sky. Watch now as I burst into blossom.” – Julia Fehrenbacher

Grace, grief, gratitude.
All at once.
In memories, in this moment
To be present.
To yield to joy.
To be at home.
On the ground of this day.
Abby and Sasha sitting by Mom’s chair.
Three years gone, yet everpresent in each day.
Grace, grief, gratitude.

“I do not at all understand the mystery of grace – only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us.” – Anne Lamott

Mar 6

Rivers and Bridges

“No one can build you the bridge on which you, and only you, must cross the river of life. There may be countless trails and bridges and demigods who would gladly carry you across; but only at the price of pawning and forgoing yourself. There is one path in the world that none can walk but you. Where does it lead? Don’t ask, walk!” – Friedrich Nietzsche

“My path is made of poetry and music, characterized by rowdiness and sunflowers, and given life by everyone I have met along the way in this process of becoming human. (When I say “everyone,” I don’t mean just us ornery two-legged beings.)”― Joy Harjo, Catching the Light

Keep walking
Crossing
Stay awake
Succumb to delight
Divine in the mundane
Extraordinary in the ordinary
Gratitude. Grace. Goodness.
Woven in this day.

“Who can open the door who does not reach for the latch?

Who can travel the miles who does not put one foot in front of the other, all attentive to what presents itself continually?”― Mary Oliver, New and Selected Poems, Vol. 2

Feb 27

Borrowed Light, Shared Color

“You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.”― Pema Chödrön

“If you can’t find hope
Borrow mine tonight
I’ve been lost too, just trying to get it right
The sun still rises even when you’re tired of the fight
If you can’t see the road, walk by borrowed light
We’re all just healing in real time
If you can’t find hope, borrow mine…

We’re just passing it down the line
‘Til the dark runs out of time” – Able Heart, lyrics – song

Hope, joy, kindness, enthusiasm
Resistance to succumb to chaos, noise, comparison, counting
Daily work, discipline, commitment
Often found in rest, reflection, deep breath, long gaze, communion
To stay soft, to care, to listen
Gratitude, grace, delight
The dark always runs out of time.
How we spend our time in the waiting defines our life.
Given or borrowed
Cast Light! Some brilliant color too.

Sonnet 29: When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes
By William Shakespeare

“When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.”

Feb 26

Stop. Look Up.

“There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from every river, shimmering from every sky.”― Dejan Stojanovic

“The sky is everywhere, it begins at your feet.”― Jandy Nelson, The Sky Is Everywhere

Signs, signals, wonders
All around
Awaiting our arrival, attention, tending
Whisper, invitation, welcoming
On this very ground, sky at your feet
To see the same in a different way
Pull over, stop, look up
Brilliant blue sky, big world, beauty abound
In the middle of the noise, chaos, distractions
Abundance in the noticing, awe, reverence
Fresh eyes, curious heart, open arms.

“There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul.”― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

Feb 21

Random Awakenings

“Don’t wait for your life to magically come together–it’s your work to do. Every day, every moment, you are making your life from scratch. Today, take one step, however small, toward creating a life you can be proud of.”― Maggie Smith, Keep Moving: Notes on Loss, Creativity, and Change

“Today is always a good day for a little random awakening, here and there. Decide not to hit the snooze button. Breathe, take it all in, both the miracles of life and the suffering all around us—look around, gape, give thanks, help the poor, be there gently in all of this for your dear, rattled, baby self.” – Anne Lamott

Steps
Drops
Moments
Small things
Exchanges
Encounters
Pokes
Prods
In the cracks and crevices
Waiting and detours
Random awakenings abound
Invite. Allow. Welcome.

“Ask yourself about the kind of life you want: What would you do day to day, and with whom, and where? Consider the life you have. Do one thing today, however small, to close the gap between the two.”― Maggie Smith, Keep Moving: Notes on Loss, Creativity, and Change

Feb 17

Crammed with Heaven

“Earth’s crammed with heaven…
But only he who sees, takes off his shoes.”
― Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh

“O Life,
How oft we throw it off and think, — ‘Enough,
Enough of life in so much! — here’s a cause
For rupture; — herein we must break with Life,
Or be ourselves unworthy; here we are wronged,
Maimed, spoiled for aspiration: farewell Life!’
— And so, as froward babes, we hide our eyes
And think all ended. — Then, Life calls to us
In some transformed, apocryphal, new voice,
Above us, or below us, or around . .
Perhaps we name it Nature’s voice, or Love’s,
Tricking ourselves, because we are more ashamed
To own our compensations than our griefs:
Still, Life’s voice! — still, we make our peace with Life.”
― Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh and Other Poems

Make room, create margin, yield to…
Joy
Beauty
Poetry
Music
Movement
Gratitude
Grace
Light
Astonishment
Awe
Wonder
It’s there
In seemingly small things, places, people
Right in the mess
In the striving
Not to diminish or deny struggles
But to be a companion and friend
Anchor and foundation
Someday when…
False horizon
Find goodness in this day, crammed with heaven
In cracks and crevices
On the ground you stand
Life’s voice calling, heed.

“Light tomorrow with today.” – Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Feb 15

With Elation

“Good science and good art are always about a condition of awe . . . I don’t think there is any other function for the poet or the scientist in the human tribe but the astonishment of the soul.”― Derek Walcott

“The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.”― Derek Walcott

The work of rest, reflection, pause
To sit
To not tend to anything but the moment
To slow
To anchor in presence
To put down doing
To embrace being
With kindness, joy, astonishment, laughter, gratitude, anticipation.
Feast on this day, the place where life is unfolding.
Greet with elation.

“I should like to keep these simple joys inviolate, not because they are innocent, but because they are true”― Derek Walcott, The Antilles

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