Out of the silence of the heart, patience is born, derived from the eternal nature of the soul. Patience blooms best in silence; when the heart becomes still, the entirety of the soul listens. The fertile void of the moment, births words of truth spoken, within the heart of silence. The soul that is present,Continue reading
Carefully sown,while the time was ripe to plantin the richness of soil.Waiting, yearning, patiently watchingfor the first signs of birth.Sunlight, water, and the nutrientsthat nurture the sapling,will bring to fruition the divine blueprintof this miraculous seedling.
I brush the small black spiders out of my hair in the morning. These creatures of death seek to retire between the crevices underneath the baseboards. My sleepy yawns echo against the pile of broken bones in the corner, remnants of my body that cried out in woe, that broke when I fell upon thisContinue reading “Reflections”
Sweat, discipline, and a weekly regimen, fosters a strong will, and a determination that prevails each and everyday, until the end of the semester, after testing ~ we cross the span of the river ~ To feast on miso soup, sushi, and sashimi; cups of green tea, and sake throughout dinner. Conversation turns towards Japan,Continue reading “Sagami”
Perfect, in the moment; beyond that, I do not know. Knowing that change is imminent, would prevent me from being present. Kairos will soon give way to chronos; and, the moment will diminish, retreating into the past. Nearly forgotten, countless moments, lined up as figurative points on the receding path of memory. Yet, the expectationContinue reading “Cozy”
Elusive, grey sky, Background of countless raindrops; Never ending flow. Sometimes, like an ineffable puzzle, my mind rests in the midst of an incomplete picture, with the past on hold, and the future on pause. Time seems to be a superimposed structure upon eternity. Mood becomes everything – the ultimate color of an endless reality,Continue reading “Be-ing”
He watched the clouds gather; wept, when the rains descended. Everywhere he looked that day, fountains sprung from the earth. The Ark had been completed; the Maker closed the door. Looking outside through the skylight – tomorrow’s promise, like a dove.
Bother me; I am not bothered. I am encouraged by your words – your careworn soulful reflections. I see your efforts to transcend the mundane, transform your soul from darkness to light. I listen to your prayers, both communal, and those within your own heart.
“If you are a dreamer, come in.” – Invitation, by Shel Silverstein Standing in front of the door, I mustered up the courage to knock. As I was about to do so, I heard a voice from within the building say, “If you are a dreamer, come in.” Instead of knocking, I tried the doorknob.Continue reading “Waking Dream”
If I could find the time,I would drink more wine with you.Time not squandered, will blossominto rich grapes in Gan Eden. In Olam Haba, we will have time,beyond any calculations possible,to enjoy divine delightswhile gazing at the Shechinah.