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I have a great full heart for Br. David and the folks of gratefulness.org. Learning with them over the years has changed my life.
Yes. “We belong together!” I belong to Life. You belong to Life. We BELONG to LIFE.
At the start of the symposium, the first thing that came to me was the “chicken and the egg” question. I was wondering what comes first – participating in a movement for social change and justice or deepening into Love, Life, God. My answer was that each can be a catalyst for the other. I thought of “angry” activists (counting my younger self among ...
At the start of the symposium, the first thing that came to me was the “chicken and the egg” question. I was wondering what comes first – participating in a movement for social change and justice or deepening into Love, Life, God. My answer was that each can be a catalyst for the other. I thought of “angry” activists (counting my younger self among them) and contrasted with the folks on the stage. (Also the sharing about the decision in the 60s to lovingly “hold a mirror” was profound to me). For me the Belonging Br. David spoke of is the key. It is a beautiful cycle. As I deepen my faith – remind myself and practice feeling MY belonging to Life, I extend it to others. And/or as I practice extending Belonging, through kindness and hospitality to another, I come to recognize my Belonging-to them and to Life. The more I practice, the more “active” I become. The more active I become the more willing I am to practice with people radically “different” than I. This is where the work of the presenters encourages and inspires me. Helping me be mindful and creative and free (belong to Life and mySelf) and giving me opportunities to interact with (belong to) “an other”. The symposium was a much welcomed opportunity to hear Br David and see him “live”!! It gave me knowledge and a feeling of belonging but also called me to more consistent, persistent action. I was so grateful to attend. I am so grateful for the invitation to share about it.
What breaks my heart is spring and the miracle of new life all around me. What breaks my heart are the words “active shooter drill” and that my 6 yr old great niece knows them as part of her reality. Both equally motivate me to cry, to praise/pray and in the case of the latter, petition and vote.
Peace for me is in the pause-with a breath- and is always available-when I remember!
I can become more awake through intention and practice and allowing my self to engage when things spark my interest and curiousity.
Mourning dove nesting in white flowers of weeping cherry while metallic green hummingbird-flash of red! and dark and busy bees drink sweet nectar. Amen.
It feels expansive and sacred. My gratefulness opens up and expands.
I can clear any weeds and align my intention with my attitude and my attitude with my actions.
Through Knowing the necessity – and also the uniqueness of what “Beauty”. means to me. Spring decluttering, clearing and decorating were my priority last month. Yesterday I was thoroughly delighted by the sight of small corner that I had added a table, lamp, and plant to 🙂 – BEAUTIFUL to me! This month I think I will plan some field trips to beauty…botanical gardens, art museum, glass museum are all coming to mind!
That what IS is pretty amazing and enough.
“It’s that knife edge of uncertainty where we find our truest power”… For me not waiting for the “sure things” is trusting life…
When I say my critical thoughts aloud and when I expect perfection from myself instead of good enough or a pat on my back I highjack the possibility of joy.
I might love more fully the parts of me that get sad about the things I cannot change…
Play, silence, being out of doors, a delicious meal, community, plants breaking through in spring, vegetable flowers, poetry.
be still. receive. give. receive. give. be still.
Sampson and I play daily chase and tug o’ war minding our hour-Lauds
Downward dog, tail wag my invitation issued I accept with glee!
“Anon” is interesting…. The paradox of sight/insight and “my” sight/insight. Of a peak experience being an experience of presence and the retelling with haiku a sharing of that present in which it become’s the reader’s…thus “anon”… Very cool.
Heavy snow Silence Hot tub steam rises… I KNOW! I laugh. … then I cry
Muddy paws again! winter’s frosty feet melted by April’s warm breath
Tulip shoots grow green – straight through the lacy brown leaves Spring creeps forcefully
I love this! Haiku, to me, is putting words to the “Stop. Look. Go. practice. Red bird fights himself Beak strikes the bright window pane Rap! Rap! Rap! in vain
the lake is lost in the rain which is lost in the lake I am drawn to this haiku because it is at once clever and evocative. I notice its conciseness and imagery and can see the rain/lake and also feel an otherworldliness in that moment.
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