Archive for September, 2008

A Blessing of Presence

September 30, 2008

A small bird with ruffled feathers

landed on my deck outside

my window and sat

quietly there

eyes blinking, huddled down,

as if cold and confused

needing to rest.

I was so grateful to see and feel

the wonder of the Life that

formed this little


No great wings, no joyful song

did he bring to me,

just a splash of color and

the white and gray fluff

of a tiny bird with

sleepy eyes.

I held very still and watched

and listened.

I placed my hand over my heart

sending my love and

warmth in welcome.

You bring a little sky to me,

little bird,

and I share my space

with you to rest.

Carry my love to all your

feathered friends,

and he straightened up,


and flew away.

Sweet messenger of morning,

bringing remembrance of

the miracle of flight and

the movement

of life!

May the spirit of the wind

support your wings,

and bless your



The Light of Freedom

September 27, 2008

The night is brimming with secrets

hidden in the veil

of the clouds,

moonlight spilling from hands

that offer a drink of light

from the deep well

of life.

Sip the truth from the hands

of God

and savor the purity

of Love.

Let the stars point the way

in the midst of this outer darkness,

for there is a voice

within your heart

whispering and calling

your name.

Remember the One who longs

to set you free.

Recognize the beauty of freedom

where you thrive.

Run shamelessly and unafraid

into the open arms of God.

Feel the perfection

of Love.

There are many paths to choose,

but only one to free you.

Fall into the sheltering Grace

of Love

and trust its creative power

to hold you close

to the truth.


Photograph: by Dan Stone

Dissolving in Love

September 24, 2008

Like water rushing into water,

dissolving into the flow,

slowly I become the ocean

 never again to be seen

as I was before.


In space where there is nothing

to reflect the light,

darkness is everywhere.

The light is cloaked by the night,

graciously hidden to

protect our sight.


When God draws close,

and the radiance intensifies

beyond our ability to bear the touch,

Love comes softly

as a comforting cloud.


We will see where God has been

as the seasons mark the passing spirit,

through the transformation

and the changing face

of the earth.


Within the cover of appearance,

the heart quietly sings the songs of love,

to summon us ever more

deeply into

the serenity of the soul.


All breathing is the breathing

of the One,

and All life is the expression

of the invisible and

infinite One.


Surrender into the Beloved

and discover the quintessence of love.

Be suspended in the

sweetness from

which we were formed.






Image by Teka at Soul

For the Beauty of Light

September 22, 2008

For Light
Light cannot see inside things.
That is what the dark is for:
Minding the interior,
Nurturing the draw of growth
Through places where death
In its own way turns into life.
In the glare of neon times,
Let our eyes not be worn
By surfaces that shine
With hunger made attractive.
That our thoughts may be true light,
Finding their way into words
Which have the weight of shadow
To hold the layers of truth.
That we never place our trust
In minds claimed by empty light,
Where one-sided certainties
Are driven by false desire.
When we look into the heart,
May our eyes have the kindness
And reverence of candlelight.
That the searching of our minds
Be equal to the oblique
Crevices and corners where
The mystery continues to dwell,
Glimmering in fugitive light.
When we are confined inside
The dark house of suffering
That moonlight might find a window.
When we become false and lost
That the severe noon-light
Would cast our shadow clear.
When we love, that dawn-light
Would lighten our feet
Upon the waters.
As we grow old, that twilight
Would illuminate treasure
In the fields of memory.
And when we come to search for God,
Let us first be robed in night,
Put on the mind of morning
To feel the rush of light
Spread slowly inside
The color and stillness
Of a found word.
~ John O’Donohue ~
(To Bless the Space Between Us)


 Beautiful Irish mystic,
may his spirit continue to sing to us!!

Divine Light of Spirit

September 19, 2008

 All words coalesce into

the living Word,

descending from reason

to the furnace of the heart

  to be filtered and purified

 with the fire of love.

The seeds of light

 migrate to the waiting womb

of the soul.

In the blessed stillness

in the center

of silence,

Spirit springs forth

conceived in love,

flowing from heart to heart,

carrying the nectar

from flower to flower

to fill the air

with the sweetness

 of the breath of a tiny baby

born from

the breath of God.

The earth is filled with the

divine light

of every word spoken

with love.

We carry the creative power

of Spirit within us.

May we be given new life

and be

blessed by God.







Painting by  M. Farschian













Love is Waiting for You

September 18, 2008

Love is Waiting for You

Oh beautiful one! Do you know

you are cherished and loved,

and you are held in the gaze

of divine eyes

that long to comfort you!

Someone longs to walk with you,

to talk with you, to sit with you

who has a listening heart,

who will hold you when you cry,

and when you are afraid.

You flow from a Life

that formed and created you,

as surely as all creation is given

to you to discover beauty

and the joy of a morning sun.

The bird that sings in

the tree outside your window

sings for you

and for every heart.

Feel the sunlight on your face,

and the breeze moving

through your hair.

All you long for waits

for you to awaken and know

that Love

is the Companion

and Friend you seek.

Listen to your heart,

and feel the Presence

within you that never leaves you,

sees you as you are

and loves you perfectly.

You are Home

when you realize the miraculous

divine truth that

Love is the One looking

from your eyes.

Oh beautiful One!

You are created in the image

of Love, and Love surrounds you,

is within you, goes before you,

and follows after you.

No matter what is happening

in the world, Love is

your Companion and Friend.

Surrender to this truth

and be at Peace.



Painting by Rassouli

“The Guardian”

Beyond the Veil

September 16, 2008




The bride behind the veil

disappears into a

  union with her beloved

that leaves no path

for another to follow.


I am no longer able to

 emerge so freely

from the mystic sea of my soul

to the shores of earth,

now that I have learned to trust

the One in whose Spirit

I drift and dream.


The voices of the earth call me

into illusion

from the depths of what

is true and real,

and I am unable to speak

aloud of where I dwell.


Love whispers in the softness

of the veils that hide

 a mystic beauty,

 that only the heart

can see and hear and feel.


The eyes that gaze

through mine see you adorned

 in the light of the sun

and shares the breath of life

flowing within you.


Only you will know

the ways love comes to you

in the stillness

of a sacred silence

that opens your soul.






Take the Hand of Love

September 13, 2008

Take the Hand of Love

Seeking and wandering

from one dimension to another,

through the realms of imagination

and the spiraling of my dreams

into parallel worlds

still hovering in

separated and unknown places

of the hidden corners of my mind,

I choose the path that leads

straight into my heart

and feel the warm embrace of home.

The walls and barriers dissolve,

melting as the fire of the sun

casts its streaming light upon

an open meadow and

a profusion of wildflowers
blossoming from

the endless longing of love.

It is a pathless land of freedom,

where I feel the aching beauty

in my soul,

a sudden leap of recognition,

a remembrance of grace,

a place where

all hearts are welcome.

I feel the opening arms of Spirit

spreading across an infinite sky,

as I lie down in the softness

of fluttering wings and wildflowers

and disappear into the mystery

of a deep blue gaze

and the sweet breath

of the Beloved.


Silence of the Soul

September 12, 2008

“This is what it means to seek God perfectly: to withdraw from illusion and pleasure, from worldly anxieties and desires, from the works that God does not want, from a glory that is only human display; to keep my mind free from confusion in order that my liberty may be always at the disposal of his will; to entertain silence in my heart and listen for the voice of God; to cultivate an intellectual freedom from concepts and images of created things in order to receive the secret contact of God in faith; to love all men as myself; to rest in humility; and find peace in withdrawal from conflict and competition with other men; to turn aside from controversy and put away heavy loads, opinions that I have no obligation to carry; to have a will that is always ready to fold back within itself and draw all the powers of the soul down into its deepest center to rest in silent expectancy for the coming of God, poised in tranquil and effortless concentration upon the point of my dependence on Him; to gather all that I am and have, all that can possible suffer or do or be, and abandon them all to God in the resignation of a perfect love and blind faith and pure trust in God, to do his will, and then wait in peace and emptiness and oblivion.”

Thomas Merton


Painting by Rassouli

Shores of Heaven

My Cup Overflows with Thee

September 11, 2008

What divine drink wouldst thou have, my God, from this overflowing cup of my life?

My poet, is it thy delight to see thy creation through my eyes and to stand at the portals of my ears silently to listen to thine own eternal harmony?

Thy world is weaving words in my mind and thy joy is adding music to them. Thou givest thyself to me in love and then feelest thine own entire sweetness in me.