Friday, April 29, 2016

Patience is So Loving...

Patience is so loving...
I am being reminded to be so ever patient with this machine of mine, 
as the Beloved is with us.
Over and over again, 
I see how my lunar part likes to over analyze everything. 
My machine does this a million times a day.
But, if I can be patient and gentle, 
the love brings me back to the Beloved.* 


Wednesday, April 27, 2016

In Moments of Feeling Crushed...

In moments of feeling crushed by negativity and hopelessness, 
when I have been able to surrender completely. 
I have experienced the presence of God ... 
in a rush of aid, an amazing sense of relief, 
and so many new realizations, which keep coming for days. 
This only comes when I have been forced to my knees 
so to speak and the exquisite experience of relinquishing all control 
into the hand of the Divine is clearly what is meant here ... 
a GIFT I wish I could always remember.*

Monday, April 25, 2016

To Substitute a Memory of Beauty...

To substitute a memory of beauty or love 
for the stubborn i's, worries, or struggles ... 
wow, it's like a little bit of alchemical magic! 
It raised my state, and that of my lovely spouse, 
it became like a game to find the most beautiful memories to relive!


Friday, April 22, 2016

Being Negative is Easy...

…Being negative is easy, 
and comfortable for the machine, 
but it takes conscious effort 
to stay in REMEMBRANCE of beauty 
and particularly of the beautiful impressions of one's own life.
~Mervyn Brady

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

When I Find My I's Taking Over...

When I find my i's taking over, I long for God. 
I pray and say please show me the way... 
In this moment, I see, 
I long even deeper when I am lost in my i's. 
It is quite beautiful


Monday, April 18, 2016

A Tethered Falcon...

A Tethered Falcon

My heart sits on the Arm of God
Like a tethered falcon
Suddenly unhooded

I am now blessedly crazed 
Because my Master's Astounding Effulgence 
Is in constant view.

My piercing eyes, 
Which have searched every world 
For Tenderness and Love, 
Now lock on the Royal Target-- 
The Wild Holy One 
Whose Beauty Illuminates Existence.

My soul endures a magnificent longing.

I am a tethered falcon 
With great wings and sharp talons poised, 
Every sinew taut, like a Sacred Bow, 
Quivering at the edge of my Self 
And Eternal Freedom,
Though still held in check By a miraculous 
Divine Golden Cord.

Beloved, I am waiting for You to free me 
Into Your Mind 
And Infinite Being. 
I am pleading in an absolute helplessness 
To hear, finally, your Words of Grace: 
Fly! Fly into Me!