Dreams

  • Helium

    Now is the time of letting go. Sadness, certainly,but also dusky shades of something salvific. I am a helium-filled balloon;letting go,I finally, finallyfly. Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Sabbatical

    To those of you have followed my blog, offered comments, expressed appreciation and encouraged me, I thank you. It is time for me to take a break. I'm going on haitus to focus my energy on healing. It's my hope… Continue reading

  • The Mystery of Our Faith

    Christ has died.     I am lost in memory,    in the traditions of my family and faith,    in a past that both comforts and cuts,    that hounds and heals.    But the past is necessarily   … Continue reading

  • John 8:31-32

    When Truth sets us free,she  frees usto re-imagine everything,including Truth. Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • The Pursuit of Happiness

    Ironically,happiness stands a chancewhen you don't make happiness your goal. Let me say it another way: Happiness is attainableonly when you stop seeking it. Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • No Warranty

    I'm sorry,but who told you,life should be easy? Clearly you have not readthe instruction manual. For the first two years or soit will appear is ifit's all about you,and those around youwill allow you this illusion.But from then on,you'll be… Continue reading

  • At Sunset

    I stand barefootat the balcony door,looking outas evening  settles the city. Already the condo has filledwith shadows,some gray, like memory,others darker, like regret. If I am king of this castle,lord of this manor,why do I feel like a squatter,a pretender… Continue reading

  • The Hope of Failure

    Everything outsidehas to fail you,disappoint you,stop functioning,no longer be true. Then, finally,you go insideand find the depth of things…grace and mercy,God,your uncomplicated, worthy, gently held self.  Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Target Practice

    Last night I dreamthe crowd chooses mefor death. I am to lie on my sidewhile a woman with a rifleshoots at me. I feel the bulletsburn through my shoulder,my side,my chest.With each shotI grow weaker. I do not mind the… Continue reading

  • Yes or No?

    Start with "no,"and you'll never get to "yes";doors slam the length of the corridor,blocking entrance to all possiblities. Start with "yes,"and sunlight filtersthrough a thousand, trembling leaves. Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading