Throughout my whole life, during every minute of it the world has been gradually lighting up and blazing before my eyes until it has come to surround me, entirely lit up from within.
In the pouring forth of wisdom all things have their being; wisdom in my shining, wisdom beyond me shining. All things are branches of the Tree of wisdom wisdom in me growing, wisdom beyond me growing. In the circle of being all things share a blessing; wisdom in me turning, wisdom beyond me turning.
I am returning to kindness a place where I am strong in my softness. I will start by kissing all my scars and washing them in rain collecting dust from long journeys off my feet. The way they carry weariness from crossing rivers that should have had bridges. I will return to build crossing paths over waters that reminded me to be kind.
Mother's Day Haiku All is illumined The body of God is here Our breath is Her Breath "Holy' men look up- Afraid of that which birthed them- This Creating One Why the drive to leave? "Christ is all, and is in all" Earth a sacrament Ascension expands Through each space/time dimension Light and Dark sisters To go up, go down Matter is contracted Light Each stone a still saint