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My Perfect Teaching

The pain in my stomach the wrangling with my neighbor the bills the restless winter nights, these are the water in which I learn to swim.   “Can’t I just stand on shore while You teach me?” the mind pleads.   “No.”   I dive in so the Beloved can show me how easily I […]

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The True Mansion

We think it is so solid, this gingerbread house with its cookie siding, chocolate wafer roof and frosting accents, when really it is only butter, sugar and spice.   The walls we try to lean on crumble away with slight pressure or melt to mush in a glass of milk.   Fortunately the true mansion […]

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The Eternally Bright Day

That hurt that stops you like a bear trap, metal teeth cutting to the bone is really but a raindrop on a hot rock. It sizzles and then evaporates.   But the mind tells the story of pain and blood, and a cold winter storm until the hurt becomes a bomb dropped on the city […]

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Dissolve into Love

The earthly details dissolve into the radiance of Love.

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House Built of Kisses

We live in a house built of kisses, each one bestowed by the Beloved’s lips.   Whether health or sickness, ultra-conservative or flaming liberal, lilting flute or barking dog, toxic swamp or crystalline lake, all are essential to the whole abode that coaxes and pushes us to the inner-most home.   Here we realize we are […]

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Dance to the Song Within

A tap on my shoulder signals me to step into the center of a circle of partygoers. This is a dance-off on an autumn Sunday night. A thin, bearded man has also been tagged and now stands in front of me. I start moving in an odd way, what feels like Elaine’s notorious dance on Seinfeld. I’ve never been […]

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My Memory Is for My Beloved

  My memory is for my Beloved. Mind wants to use it to… ride the merry-go-round of the past, dwell on playground kisses and slaps, count my Monopoly money.   Actually… If memory were a book each page would only contain His image.   If memory were a movie every frame would be filled with […]

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The Moon Serenades the Sun

  With every orbit my love waxes for You. The power of your brilliance awakens this dead rock.   In those times when I must go dark— hide behind our friend Earth the longing fills my craters my Plato, Copernicus, and Kepler, to the brim.   But when your effulgence again shines on my Sea […]

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Simply Be

  The mountain does not try to be majestic. It simply stands tall, letting the light and seasons play across its contours.   The river does not force itself to flow faster or uphill. It simply follows its own frolicking meander to the sea.   The sun does not compete with other stars in the […]

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Feed the Torrent

On this drought day when you ache for a full gushing thunderstorm yet only a spritz of rain cools your skin do not lose heart, my love.   In the monsoon season the splattering rain today feeds the great torrent of tomorrow.   So one day when you hardly expect it a billowing thunderhead will perch above […]

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