Wednesday, August 30, 2023
To Let Go . . .
it means I can’t do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off,
it’s the realization I can’t control another.
To let go is not to enable,
but allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means
the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try to change or blame another,
it’s to make the most of myself.
To let go is not to care for,
but to care about.
To let go is not to fix,
but to be supportive.
To let go is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,
but to allow others to affect their destinies.
To let go is not to be protective,
it’s to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to deny,
but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold or argue,
but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,
but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.
To let go is not to criticize or regulate anybody,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for the future.
To let go is to fear less and love more
and
To let go and to let God, is to find peace!
Remember: The time to love is short.
Good News-ing!
Marvelous Light!
Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt --- marvelous error! ---
that a spring was breaking
out in my heart.
I said: Along which secret aqueduct,
Oh water, are you coming to me,
water of a new life
that I have never drunk?
Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt --- marvelous error! ---
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures.
Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt --- marvelous error! ---
that a fiery sun was giving
light inside my heart.
It was fiery because I felt
warmth as from a hearth,
and sun because it gave light
and brought tears to my eyes.
Last night as I slept,
I dreamt --- marvelous error! ---
that it was God I had
here inside my heart.
By: Antonio Machado (Version by Robert Bly)
A Prayer for the Day
Lighting a candle
in a dark room
is a small gentle act of peace.
When the match touches the wick,
time slows down
and the race to the future ceases.
Worries are consumed
anxiety burns out
and I sigh deeply.
Watching the flickering light
is a graceful prayer
which eases my stress and lessens my strain.
Finally when the flame goes out
I turn quietly back,
to the events of the day
And find everything changed because of the time
I sat softening my soul
...by candlelight
Tuesday, August 29, 2023
Wednesday, August 23, 2023
And God waits . . .
There was once a very religious man. One day he heard the voice of God in his
prayer inviting him to come to a certain mountain where he would be able to see
the face of the Divine and experience God’s loving embrace.
The man came out of his prayer and could not contain
himself. He thought of this day when he would see God face-to-face, and he just
could not wait. But then he thought to himself, I have to offer God something in return for such a wonderful gift and
to commemorate this once-in-a-lifetime occasion.
He thought of gold, silver, precious stones – but nothing
in the material world seemed to suffice. Finally, he decided to fill a jar with
tiny pebbles. Each one of these pebbles would represent one of his prayers,
sacrifices, or good works. When the jar was finally full of his little pebbles,
he ran up the mountain. He got to the top and his heart was ready to explode in
anticipation. But to his surprise, he could not see or feel anything divine.
He began to think that he was deluded, a victim of a divine
prank. Holding his jar, he broke down and began to weep. Just then, he heard God’s
voice once again, saying, “I am waiting to show myself to you and wanting so
much to take you into my loving arms, but you have put an obstacle between us.
If you want to see my divine face and experience my love, break that jar!”
Author Unknown