Saturday, July 23, 2011

#8


72311
the fear I feel this morning
comes from losing my sense of purpose.
as my sons grow closer to manhood
my role in raising them
and the purpose I felt from being their
father, mentor, protector, responsible party
dissipates,
once again I must grasp a sense of my own worth
that is not tied to achievement or responsibilities 
to anyone or anything outside of myself.
Am i worthy of serenity and self love
simply because I am?
I know the correct answer to this
but can I believe it
and learn to live from it?
The force that provides for me
and validates me unconditionally 
will have to continue to remind me 
of my divinity. 
Slowly I learn to love myself
at all times:
good, bad or ugly. 

Friday, July 22, 2011

#7


72211
doing the right things
for the wrong reasons
is exhausting,
the fruit born of these labors
is tasteless and without nutrition,
truly selfless generosity in service
is always done joyfully,
coming not from the mind of man
but direct from ..the heart of God..
amen

Thursday, July 21, 2011

What Matters: Part two


What others think of me is not important,
What i think of others is everything..
                      

What Matters


How I look to the world is not important,
How the world looks to me, is everything..

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

#5

71911

the profound stillness of this mornings air
longs patiently 
for the strong safe hands 
of my heartfelt faith
to silence the fearful urgency
within my gut.

whatever needs doing today
can be done quietly with 
grace..

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Monday, July 18, 2011

#3 and #4 Prayers


71711
I awaken
i am late
Uncertain
I have an intention
made a commitment
i drink my juice
i rock my chair
building momentum
inertia for the day
i breathe in
i sigh, breathing out

who breathes me
who is it that is really breathing 
god breathing god

everything is perfect
as it should be
as it always is
amen





71811
it doesn’t matter
what day it is,
it is always the same day
history repeats itself
we seem not to listen
we repeat ourselves
too busy running from fear
to open our hearts and hear
what Spirit repeats endlessly,

“Love not fear..love not fear..love not fear..love not fear..love not fear..love not f..."