Posts Tagged "infinite possibilities"

Impossible things…

“There’s no use trying,” said Alice; “One can’t believe impossible things.”  “I dare say you haven’t had much practice,” said the Queen.  “When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day.  Why sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.” —Lewis Carroll, Alice in...

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Willingness

Willingness

Willing to experience aloneness, I discover connection everywhere; Turning to face my fear, I meet the warrior who lives within; Opening to my loss, I am given unimaginable gifts; Surrendering into emptiness, I find fullness without end. Each condition I flee from pursues me. Each condition I welcome transforms me And becomes itself transformed Into its radiant jewel-like essence. I bow to the...

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What happened…On The Day Before You Came?

What happened…On The Day Before You Came?

On the day before you came You sat with  Universe and had tea— “Is there anything you need of me this time ‘round ?”  you asked. Universe smiled – and sipped the tea “Perhaps-” you continued, “You need a great leader to help the people break their chains of bondage” Maybe a wise sage – or a healer!” I can do that!” “Hmmm…” was all  Universe could reply. “Or...

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What is a taste of Chaos Soup?

What is  a taste of Chaos Soup?

There is this ‘soup’ Of Divine Chaos that is being stirred constantly. Perhaps the spoon An energy called Choice The main condiment called Destiny. In this moment as I dip my spoon to take a taste I don’t know ‘exactly’ Where I’m dipping, But there is this certainty That this broth was prepared lovingly, and unerringly I am grateful, excited for the...

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Patient Trust in Ourselves and the Slow Work of God

Patient Trust in Ourselves and the Slow Work of God

Reading at Kalaheo practice 1/24/2013 Above all, trust in the slow work of God, We are, quite naturally, impatient in everything to reach the end without delay. We should like to skip the intermediate stages. We are impatient of being on the way to something unknown, something new, And yet it is the law of all progress that it is made by passing through some stages of instability- And that it may...

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You’re It!

You’re It!

Reading at Kalaheo practice 12/3/2012 God Disguised As a myriad things and Playing a game of tag Has kissed you and said, “You’re it! — I mean you’re REALLY IT!” Now It does not matter What you believe or feel For something wonderful Major-league Wonderful Is someday going To Happen. ——...

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A Yogi’s Welcome

A Yogi’s Welcome

Reading at Anara practice 11/21/2012 Welcome Please allow your stories to be left at the door with your shoes. You may pick them up if you really want them on your way back out. They are not required to enter here. Kiss your ego and allow it to be still. As you achieve your comfortable seated posture and consciously take in your next breath, Also take in this assurance… There is no need to...

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God speaks to each of us…

God speaks to each of us…

Reading at Kalaheo Practice  11/12/2012 God speaks to each of us as he makes us, Then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: “You, sent out beyond your recall, go to the limits of your longing Embody me Flare up like a flame and make shadows I can move in Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror Just keep going. No feeling is final Don’t...

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What Kind of God?

What Kind of God?

Reading at Kalaheo practice 8/6/2012 What kind of God would He be if He did not hear the bangles ring on an ant’s wrist as they move the earth in their sweet dance? And what kind of God would He be if a leaf’s prayer was not as precious to Creation as the prayer His own son sang from the glorious depth of his soul—for us. And what kind of God would He be if the vote of millions in...

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Will I ever learn it all?

Will I ever learn it all?

Reading at Koloa  practices  6/21/2012 Tell me what you will my blue winged friend Did you hear me from where you drifted on the wind? This autumn wind on a summer day Sure can turn a blue sky grey Oh it’s a lonely day and cold There are secrets you’ve not told And there are parts of me that I have never known And I wonder if you see through the walls inside of me? Feathered friend...

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