Saturday, October 31, 2020

All shall be well

This morning I sat and watched as the trees 
Gently lowered the moon into the sea. 
And as I watched, the eagle floated by, 
His white head gleaming in the dark, 
His wings stretched wide, 
To coast upon the rising breath of wind. 
In such a world as this, may all who weep 
At all we’ve seen and learned find solace 
In that which lies beyond our grasp, and know 
All shall be well; all manner of things, be well.

Friday, October 30, 2020

Anxious anticipation

Feeling exposed and vulnerable, 
 Outwardly composed while inwardly restless:
There is this sense of anxious anticipation; 
Of hunkering down while readying 
To respond at the slightest warning signal; 
Of trying to stay calm while knowing 
Chaos might erupt at any moment...

Thursday, October 29, 2020

What have we learned from this?

The fruits of our long months of growth 
Are nearing maturation. 
How shall we harvest, 
And feed upon their wisdom, 
And how will we package, and store, 
And hold them in reserve for future trials?

Wednesday, October 28, 2020

Luminous creation

Look carefully, long and hard, 
At whatever it is you see 
As you pass through the corridors of your day. 
Stay: don’t pass, but drink it in — 
The speckles on the flicker’s chest; 
The delicate arch of the cricket’s wing; 
The rose hip’s cheek, the crow’s black beak — 
Look long enough, and you will see 
The glowing luminosity of each created thing.

Tuesday, October 27, 2020

Forgotten visions

After weeks of gray, 
A sunset fills the sky with shocking color, 
And all who lift their eyes are filled with wonder, 
Disagreements briefly set aside to marvel 
At the vision we all share for these few moments. 
Night falls, colors subside, 
 And we return to our silos, muttering darkly 
Among ourselves of our distaste for the Other. 
Why is it our shared visions rarely last?

Monday, October 26, 2020

Seeking to reawaken hope

I look upon the innocence; 
The trusting faces of these flowers, 
Still blooming among the driftwood 
Beside the beach despite the cold — 
The cold that is, 
And the cold that’s sure to come — 
And listen for some echo in my heart; 
Some reserve of hope, deep buried, 
That might sing again, encouraged 
By their golden effervescence...

Sunday, October 25, 2020

Love anyway

The gap between what we intend to create 
And what we actually produce may be huge. 
Create anyway. 
The struggle to view uncertainty 
As opportunity and potential is huge: 
Try anyway. 
The difficulty of loving 
 Those who disagree with us is huge: 
Love anyway.

Saturday, October 24, 2020

As the old year turns to flame

Watching anxiously 
As the old year slowly turns to flame, 
We know that we’ll be glad to leave 
This one behind, and yet winter still looms 
With its own threat of further deprivations. 
We hope this time of separations burns 
Important learnings on our hearts, 
But can we trust Spring to return? 
Will there still be new leaves we might turn over?

Friday, October 23, 2020

A vote as an expression of hope

Spotted in the woods while on a walk, 
This image makes me weep: 
It seems a lifetime has passed 
Since the days when I, too, cared enough 
To expend this kind of energy 
Declaring my love for my country... 
Can innocence so oft betrayed — 
By assassinations, the Vietnam War, 
The machinations of various presidents 
And politicians; ongoing revelations of
The racism and greed at our roots — 
Can that innocence ever be regained? 
My vote is an expression of hope.

Thursday, October 22, 2020

Finding our way back to unity

Buried at the root of our being 
Lie the oneness and the innocence 
From which each of us has sprung. 
May we, in these dark times, 
Still find our way back to that light 
And learn to trust again our shared humanity.

Wednesday, October 21, 2020

Preparing for the journey

Now that we see this aging boat, 
Her imperfections highlighted, 
Is all we have to keep us all afloat, 
Let’s not abandon ship, but make 
An effort to repair her leaks, 
The seats that only hold the few, 
The oarlocks that no longer allow 
Us all to stay on course, 
That we might once again embark, 
Journeying together to a brighter future.

Tuesday, October 20, 2020

Choosing creativity and joy

And still, so late in the season, 
The rose bravely chooses joy, 
Sending out new shoots and buds, 
Defying all prognostications of gloom and doom. 
We, too, confronted with wintry thoughts,
Can make that choice; 
Can reach into the depths of being, 
Bringing forth new life into the world 
In spite of all the dark and cold 
That looms on the edge of consciousness...

Monday, October 19, 2020

Finding our way back to unity

If nothing else, this time apart is teaching us 
That every course of action 
Is fraught with possibility:
Dark consequences always loom for someone; 
Light possibilities await another. Knowing this, 
Will we finally learn the art of collaboration; 
To lay our options out and weigh them,
Seeking greatest good for greatest number;
Ignoring personal benefits,
Prejudice and preference?
Perhaps in working together
To balance dark and light
We may finally find our way back home to unity.

Sunday, October 18, 2020

Pushing at the limits of the known

Out there, at the edge of the world we know, 
Such majesty waits us: fearful and compelling. 
It’s no wonder we keep pushing boundaries, 
Then shrinking back again, 
Into what we hold to be safe, and true. 
Is it courage, or foolhardiness 
That impels us to explore 
The frontiers of experience, to question; 
To seek, to wonder: what if what appears 
To be the end is nothing more 
Than a new beginning?

Saturday, October 17, 2020

Let silence speak

Everywhere we look, there are opportunities 
To see: to stop and pay attention; 
To open to the moment — to extend 
An invitation to that deeper silence 
Into which the voice of the divine 
Might pour its wisdom...

Friday, October 16, 2020

Sheltering together

And so we gather, waiting in the harbor, 
Braced for whatever storms may come... 
May each of us, though separate, 
Find comfort in awareness 
That we are not alone but sheltering together, 
United in our prayers for safety and for peace.

Thursday, October 15, 2020

Seeing through our tears

When in the grip of sadness 
It can be difficult to see 
The promise of the future 
That waits beyond our tears and fears: 
It’s challenging to trust this, too, shall pass...

Wednesday, October 14, 2020

Why rush to perfection?

Mary Oliver said it best: 
“The ripeness of the apple is its downfall.” 
Instead of rushing to perfection, 
Why not enjoy the slow ripening of wisdom, 
The gradual bloom of wonder in your cheeks...

Tuesday, October 13, 2020

Now and then...

It’s always a dance, isn’t it — 
Trying to be attentive 
To the wisdom and the beauty of the now 
While remaining aware of its context... 
Past and future moments 
Can so easily overshadow and obscure, 
Dominating our thoughts 
Until we become so focused 
On that looming, larger picture 
That we never even notice 
The simple grace that’s blooming right before our eyes.

Monday, October 12, 2020

The divine within

After the terror of a night 
Buffeted by strong remorseless winds, 
Beset by fears of future and past losses, 
The morning’s calm seems nothing short of miraculous. 
When will we learn that storms always pass — 
As will the calm; nothing lasts forever — 
And that we hold within us 
Something changeless and divine 
That survives it all?

Sunday, October 11, 2020

Trust your inner resources

Whoever it is that you thought you were, 
Whatever the work you thought you should do, 
May change. 
Trust that life and your inner resources 
Will conspire together to give you new purpose. 
You have more to offer than you ever realized: 
Now is your chance to discover new strengths.

Saturday, October 10, 2020

Irritating blessings

The spiders, whom so many hate and fear, 
Still spin their delicate reminders 
Of the connectedness of things, 
Carefully and thanklessly 
Trapping and consuming 
The minor irritations that plague us. 
Yet still I long to brush away 
The tiny strands of light, 
In order to admire the last blue flowers 
Blooming in my garden...

Friday, October 9, 2020

Seek your sacred center

It’s hard not to feel discouraged, 
Confined and alone as so many of us are, 
Looking back over a year filled with losses, 
Knowing there are surely more to come. 
Perhaps it’s time to turn our eyes inward; 
To find again that sacred center 
From which all joy springs...

Thursday, October 8, 2020

The fog will lift

Take heart, and believe 
That at some point this fog will lift 
And leave a rainbow in its wake 
To introduce us once again 
To the true blue clarity of the sky.

Wednesday, October 7, 2020

Enlightenment beneath a tree

Buddha was not the first, 
Nor will he be the last to find 
Enlightenment beneath a tree. 
Find a tree, perhaps a bench, 
And make some time this week to sit 
And open to what truths may be revealed 
In the kindness and connection of the branches.

Tuesday, October 6, 2020

Looking forward to a journey

With patience — or impatience — 
We await our opportunity to embark again 
Upon familiar journeys 
To work, to friends, to family, 
To begin new life as a married couple — 
To all the possibilities that used to lie before us 
And now languish, unexplored, 
As we sit idle at the dock, ready and hoping 
For a change in circumstance 
That’s out of our control...

Monday, October 5, 2020

So many teachers!

Each person, each experience, 
Has something to teach us; 
Points to some important truth, 
If only we would listen. 
There is such grace in seeing life that way...

Sunday, October 4, 2020

Lessons in the wild

The deer have discovered 
The peanuts we left out for the crows. 
What once fed many is now devoured by one; 
A visible reminder 
That greed is not a uniquely human — 
Or particularly attractive — trait.

Saturday, October 3, 2020

Blessed are the gardeners

Blessed are those who work to bring us 
Color and light when all the world seems gray, 
Enshrouded in a fog of anger and confusion.

Friday, October 2, 2020

Equal opportunity prayers

And now our proud egalitarianism 
Is put to its hardest test: 
It’s not enough to care and grieve and pray
For those who are imprisoned. 
We are also called to care and grieve and pray
For those who built the walls 
And put them there.

Thursday, October 1, 2020

Radiate compassion

We are not the separate beings 
We imagine ourselves to be: 
Whatever energy we send out 
Will ripple from soul to soul 
And eventually return. 
When we react, the words we pen in anger 
Just add fuel to the already raging fire. 
Become a conscious fire break: 
Bring the flames to a halt, 
And find a way to radiate compassion.