Posts Tagged "love"

Father’s Day

Father’s Day

How do we forgive our fathers? Maybe in a dream. He’s in your power. You twist his arm. But you’re not sure it was he that stole your money. You feel calmer and you decide to let him go free. Or he’s the one, as in a dream of mine, I must pull from the water, but I never knew it or wouldn’t have done it, until I saw the street-theater play so close up I was moved to...

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Journey Home

Journey Home

Rabindranath Tagore The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long. I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet. It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself, and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune. The traveler...

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Dearest Friends….

Dearest Friends….

Teacher: We want you to learn these teachings so deeply that they lie upon your heart Student: Why don’t you just put them in our hearts? Teacher: That’s not our job. We just place them on the surface. Then, when your heart breaks, they fall in. —Buddhist story, source unknown For those of you that are reading this blog maybe for the first time or haven’t read it in a...

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When love beckons….

When love beckons….

When love beckons to you…follow The way is hard and steep but as we yield to the wings of Love It will unfold us. For even as love lifts it dashes. For as Love is our growth it is our pruning. Love ascends to our height and caresses our most tender branches which quiver in the sun… So shall love descend to our roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth. Love will do these...

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You are an artist

You are an artist

You are an artist—by Paul Reynolds “You are an Artist Your Life is your canvas You paint on it with your experiences Balance proportion and harmony are achieved By the liberal use of Love,Truth,Gratitude and Compassion The primary colors on your palette Your darkest fears trials and tribulations are but the Shadows in your work That only add to the Vibrancy and the Beauty of your...

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The Leaf

The Leaf

“I asked the leaf whether it was frightened because it was autumn and the other leaves were falling. The leaf told me, “No. During the whole spring and summer I was completely alive. I worked hard to help nourish the tree, and now much of me is in the tree. I am not limited by this form. I am also the whole tree, and when I go back to the soil, I will continue to nourish the tree. So I...

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Gift From The Sea

Gift From The Sea

Reading at Anara practice 3/6/2013 When you love someone, you do not love them all the time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility. It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet this is exactly what most of us demand. We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide and resist in terror its ebb. We are...

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Never Be Less Fury

Never Be Less Fury

Reading at Kalaheo and Anara practices  3/4/2013 I thought God might be willing to listen to reason, so I worked up a proposal that outlined some of my many concerns. My primary objective in that twenty page thesis of sheer elegance, that I was hoping might impress Him, could be distilled into this one, a bit long-winded hoot: That you-God-would never be any less furry, and always as accessible...

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The World is Like a Ride

The World is Like a Ride

Reading at Kalaheo practice 2/21/2013 “The world is like a ride at an amusement park.  And when you choose to go on it, you think it’s real because that’s how powerful our minds are.  And the ride goes up and down and round and round.  It has thrills and chills, and it’s very brightly colored , and it’s very loud and it’s fun, for a while.  Some people have been on...

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HAVE YOU EVER BEEN LOVED?

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN LOVED?

Reading at Waimea practice 2/18/2013 Have you ever been loved? I bet you have been loved so much and so deeply that you have become nonchalant about the enormity of the grace it confers. So let me remind you: To be loved is a privilege and prize equivalent to being born. If you’re smart, you pause regularly to bask in the astonishing knowledge that there are many people out there who care...

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