a case for wonderment


In the West, there isn’t a seamless understanding of what spiritual life is. It’s more specialized, like, ‘I’m going to meditate on a cushion, and something great is going to happen.’ The classical understanding is that a spiritual life is how we live every day. It’s how we relate to our children, how we relate to our parents, how we earn a living, how we speak to one another, how truthful we are. That’s something that hasn’t translated completely into our culture…..Indian teacher

we need these little nudges along the way……otherwise we sink into forgotten misgivings….we need our dreams…..we need to believe in the expanse of discernment, of magic mornings, of inexplicable bliss……

Awaken to the mystery of being here

and enter the quiet immensity of your own presence.

Have joy and peace in the temple of your senses.

Receive encouragement when new frontiers beckon.

Respond to the call of your gift and the courage to

follow its path.

Let the flame of anger free you of all falsity.

May warmth of heart keep your presence aflame.

May anxiety never linger about you.

May your outer dignity mirror an inner dignity of soul.

Take time to celebrate the quiet miracles that seek

no attention.

Be consoled in the secret symmetry of your soul.

May you experience each day as a sacred gift woven

around the heart of wonder.

…..John O’Donohue

finding kindness from here…..

To open to our deepest nature, our buddhanature, is to access a power of loving compassion that has the courage to challenge oneself and others in whatever ways we may hide from our fuller potential……John Makransky

4 thoughts on “a case for wonderment

  1. I’ve found with age that my best meditation is in the emptying to full………..pushing it all away so that which is truth runs back (like a wave retreating from the shore before a storm)……….. what allowance for the letting go is needed for the letting in………….. It’s not a moment in the silence, but every day (every day) in our living (to love)………open to empty to fill. ~ Love to you, Blue. ~ Bobbie

    • I love empty vessels…….the paradox of emptying to fill, fill to empty…..the potter knows……the empty heart knows…..the prayer of gratitude knows…..truth is so humble……may you settle and snug into vastness Bobbie….

  2. In the day to day we think we plan our every move, when the reality is that we are barely in control, like a surfer on a large wave slipping in and our of the curl on the edge of a wipe out at any moment. This is the essence of the physical realm, that most never see or even feel.
    Each moment is a miracle, every time I find a parking space only two from the door, I wonder at the ten thousand things that had to align to make it be, Imagine a cure for a diseased body, or the recovery of a alcoholic from addiction.
    Should we give it over to some outside force, let a higher power take all the credit, or should we realize that we are the higher power, and alignment is simply a matter of cooperating with the flow of energy through space and time.
    I ramble, this eve … May the hours that move us through time find you aligned with reason…

    • I really caught the underlying process here of ‘cooperation’……and ‘alignment’……interesting opposites……..like free will and destiny…..must be why we have the sun and the moon, light and dark, youth and old age…..why are we so blind to our own life? great ramble g.f.s…..

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