Dreams
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Dreams of Dying
I have dreamt of dying. I've stood on a balcony,watching the leading edgeof a nuclear blastrush toward me over the rooftops…feeling unexpected elation. I've been shot,collapsed to the pavementand relaxed into the slow fadeas I watched life flow from my… Continue reading
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Comrades
Why do we fearour comradesfrom the underworld? They represent the realitythat underlies, undergirds us. If we are willing,they revealthe truth beneathour wearying effortto control, stifle, fathom,that which we fear will fracture us. Where darkness and light meet– beneath the… Continue reading
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The Meaning of Life
Two martinis now within,just east of my usual filters,I'm close to asking the waiter,"What do you think is the meaning of life?What, in you opinion, is the point?" My notebook and penwait open beside my now-empty plate. But alas,perhaps a… Continue reading
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Water of Life
follow with methis rainbow that leadsto the mountain of dreams worth the schlep at the end of that arcwaits a swimming hole;we bathe therein the holy water of life that for which you thirst…eternally quenched Text and image © 2012… Continue reading
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Sophia
Stand not in my waylest be ye bowled over;Sophia's my goal,so best ye take cover. My quest endeth notuntil I discoverthis Mystery calling me–Mistress and Lover. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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The Spirits
The spirits assemble–the spirits of wholeness, joy and beauty,the spirits of unity, wonder and courage–and, in a circle of unbroken power and healing,their common prayersflow like streams–cool, clear, inexorablethrough the heart of humanity. We can not but be cleansed. Text… Continue reading
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Toward the Sacred
How clear to youis your path to the sacred? For some it comeson a Sunday morningin a sunlit pew. For many of usit's an ocean voyage more obscure,with a sense of the sadnessof the long sea that pilgrims sail,not clear… Continue reading
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Fear
Emerson advises us:"Always dowhat you are afraid to do." Make a list–perhaps just five items long–of those thingsyou fear the most to do because the risk is to great, the potential ridicule too painful, the possible loss deadly. This week,do one of them: … Continue reading
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Magic
When I was a child,magic lived in the world–not illusion,not pretend,real magic. Magic filled warm summer nightswhen I leaned on my window silland whistled softlymy four-note tune,through the screen.I repeated it several times,waiting for the nightto bring something unknownsomething extraordinary.This… Continue reading
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Dependence Day
Let's celebrate Dependence Day! Let's acknowledge how desperately we need one another; our interconnection; how our lack of unity grieves God; how healing only happens when we own our fear and need; how division slowly consumes the… Continue reading