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Penetrate the heart of just one drop of water, and you will be flooded by a hundred oceans.

– Mahmûd Shabistarî,

Can we even imagine all that is contained in a drop of water?

Can we even imagine all that is contained in a drop of water?

Wisdom of George Bernard Shaw

Better keep yourself clean and bright. You are the window through which you must see the world.

– George Bernard Shaw


Happy Easter! The Death of Death

Happy Easter to You!!

I have received so many grateful comments for the poems shared here during the Season of Lent. Easter is such a glorious season. So it would be a shame to stop the poetry now! The site, Education for Justice, has such a treasure trove of resources, so I go to it again for poems that bring us Hope during this Easter Season!

Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by Scott Cairns. Please continue to enjoy!

May the Blessings and Beauty of Easter by Yours!

May the Blessings and Beauty of Easter by Yours!


The Death of Death
By Scott Cairns

Put fear aside. Now
that He has entered
into death on our behalf,
all who live
no longer die
as men once died.

That ephemeral occasion
has met its utter end.
As seeds cast to the earth, we
will not perish,
but like those seeds
shall rise again—the shroud
of death itself having been
burst to tatters
by love’s immensity.

Love’s Immensity: Mystics on the Endless Life, by Scott Cairns.
Brewster, MA: Paraclete Press, 2007. p. 14

What to Remember When Waking

del_mar_jan_2012_001Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by David Whyte.

What to Remember When Waking

In that first hardly noticed moment in which you wake,
coming back to this life from the other,
more secret, movable and frighteningly honest world
where everything began,
there is a small opening into the new day
which closes the moment you begin your plans.

What you can plan is too small for you to live.

What you can live wholeheartedly
will make plans enough for the vitality
hidden in your sleep.

To be human is to become visible
while carrying what is hidden
as a gift to others.

To remember the other world in this world
is to live in your true inheritance.

You are not a troubled guest on this earth,
you are not an accident amidst other accidents.
You were invited from another and greater night
than the one from which you have just emerged.

Now looking through
the slanting light of the morning window
toward the mountain presence
of everything that can be,
what urgency calls you to your one love?
What shape waits in the seed of you
to grow and spread its branches
against a future sky?

Is it waiting in the fertile sea?
In the trees beyond the house?
In the life you can imagine for yourself?
In the open and lovely
white page on the waiting desk?

Source: “What to Remember When Waking” from The House of Belonging by
David Whyte. Langley,WA: Many Rivers Press, 2004.

On the Eleventh Day of Christmas . . .

When the song of the angels is stilled,
when the star in the sky is gone,
when the kings and princes are home,
when the shepherds are back with the flocks,
then the work of Christmas begins:
to find the lost,
to heal those broken in spirit,
to feed the hungry,
to release the oppressed,
to rebuild the nations,
to bring peace among all peoples,
to make a little music with the heart…

And to radiate the Light of Christ,
every day, in every way, in all that we do and in all that we say.
Then the work of Christmas begins.


Your Light has come!

Rise up in splendor…your light has come,
The Glory of the Lord shines upon you!

Let the work of Christmas begin, and let it begin with you.

– Howard Thurman, adapted

On the Eighth Day of Christmas


Stained glass window from the Cathedral in Chartres

Dear God, this past year has been filled with great challenges. Fear and insecurity are our companions day and night. We pray that you shelter us beneath the shadow of your wings and protect us from all harm. Remove the evil forces that surround us and spread over us your shelter of peace.

In this past year we have been reminded that prejudice still thrives beneath the surface of our society. Grant us that vision to see that we are all your children, that Jew, Christian, Muslim, Hindu, Sikh, Baha’i and so many others are all threads to one magnificent tapestry of life. Nurture our hearts to recognize the good in all people
and plant within us the courage to fight against even the most subtle forms of prejudice wherever they are found.

In this past year we have been shaken by the moral failures of our political, business and religious leaders. Give us the honesty to do a personal accounting and to seek to improve ourselves, and to shape a society built on a solid foundation of ethics.

May it be your will to renew our lives in the coming year. Grant us a life with goodness and vitality, a life informed by purity and piety, a life free from shame and reproach, a life of abundance and honor, a life in which our heat’s desire for goodness will be fulfilled.


– Rabbi Stephen Weiss

Weekly Photo Challenge: Surprise

I love today’s Advent reading from The Song of Songs – Song of Songs 2:18-14. And certainly the sight of a young stag peering through the window would evoke delight and surprise.

May your Christmas days – all twelve of them – be filled with delightful surprise.

Hark! My lover – here he comes
   springing across the mountains,
   leaping across the hills.

My lover is like a gazelle

   or a young stag.
Here he stands behind our wall,
   gazing through the windows,
   peering through the lattices.

backyard_deerMy lover speaks: he says to me
“Arise, my beloved, my dove,
   my beautiful one, and come!
For see, the winter is past,
   the rains are over and gone.

The flowers appear on the earth,

   the time of pruning the vines has come,
   and the song of the dove is heard in our land.
The fig tree puts forth its figs,
   and the vines, in bloom, give forth fragrance.
Arise by beloved, by beautiful one,
   and come!

O my dove in the clefts of the rock,
   in the secret recesses of the cliff,
Let me see you,
   let me hear your voice,
For your voice is sweet,
   and you are lovely.