The 60-Second Sabbath

Mysticism

  • In what ways, today,will you increase your awarenessthat you are God's beloved? By reading this,you have. And you might slow down    sing    sit    keep silencewalk    open    hold hands    absorblisten    meditate    stretch   … Continue reading

  • Christmas Wish

    "Believe in the magic of Christmas!"so our greeting cards suggest. "Let Christmas believe in the magic of you!"is my holiday behest. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Advent Lament

    No, you come to early,    Lord Jesus:Just announced, yet here it is,    two weeks from your arrival. We've got too much to do…    Chex Mix to make,    cookies to bake.Thank God (I mean, thank your Father) … Continue reading

  • Advent Grief, Revisited

    (for Jeremy and Mason) How, at your end, are things? Christmas just a week awayand such sudden emptinessof home, of heart death leaves us vacant;I have felt it;negative space the shape of your beloved for a timeyou shall occupy that… Continue reading

  • The Approach

    Advent,    and who is this approaching? What hidden self    emerges from the woods,    the crawl space,    the garden labyrinth? What time-hidden, reclusive divine embodiment    has Word to give,    Word to enflesh,    my Word, that… Continue reading

  • Thanksgiving Toast

    May we be grateful for    the stuff we've got,but also for    the stuff we've not.                                    Amen. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Sacred Dipsomania

    There is a drunkennessthat comes not from alcoholbut from encountering the holy. There is an ecstasythat comes not from drugsbut from realizing love. There is only you and me and God,one of us,reeling with joy. Text and image © 2014… Continue reading

  • Voice of the Mountain

    "It's the wind," he told me,"nothing more." But I'd heard the voice,deep and resonant and beckoning.I could not make out all the words… "Wind," he repeated. …but could tell–just by the tone–it's old, wise, weary. "The mountain has no voice,and… Continue reading

  • Veils

    Throughout lifeeach lossremoves another of the veilsthat obscure the Mysterywe desperately yearnto see and hold. Some veilsslip slowly from their rods,like so much sighing. Some veilsare torn awayby sudden and ferocious winds,like flashes of celestial anger. Loss hurts so very much.… Continue reading

  • Fireflies

    shim'ring shards of lightbreak from the breast of the moondrift as night glitter Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading