Solitude
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Without Mediator or Veil
I keep searching for manageable definitions of mysticism and descriptions of what it means to be a mystic, a pursuit which, I realize, may be inherently contradictory. Nevertheless, I was happy to come across this challenge from Ralph Waldo Emerson:… Continue reading
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Job-Loss, Death, Etc.
From time to timethe vehicle of your life–the one you're driving even as you read this–disappears from the busy streets you navigate dailyand reappears on some empty, unknown, rural road. What landscape is this?Signs point to places you do not… Continue reading
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Temple
Imagine a temple dedicted to what we do not know, to what is beyond imagination, to the vastness beyond vastness (what you may call God). I would expect silence, because that is how I experience awe. The walls would be… Continue reading
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The Shore of the World
As a childI stood on the shore of the worldwatching the waves wash toward me–rhythmic, relentless, faithful. I was in love with somethingI had not yet seenbut certaintly touched, or, perhaps, it touched me. Text and image © 2011 by… Continue reading
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The Soul’s Raptus
this is a vision of the spirit's transport of the soul's raptus snatched up blown over pushed through to that solitude just beyond reach one aha past the present one dream deeper into night where i am bleached transparent borderless (all lands and none) intended unreflected so close, so… Continue reading
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It’s Still Christmas!
It's still Christmas…the 6th day, to be exact. I don't want to lose the Christmas spirit. I like the feelings of generosity, warmth, wonder and goodwill I've welcomed all December. And I find, after the actual day itself, that in… Continue reading
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Christmas Greetings
"May you allow room for God to speak this holiday season." "May you draw close to God–and God draw close to you–this Christmas." My final Christmas card had been sent when I discovered these two lines in an old journal… Continue reading
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On a Snowy Night
I walk through my neighborhood on a snowy night a few days before Christmas, mulling over life and just wondering (as in, feeling wonder-struck) at the decorations and lights. Every now and then something I see triggers specific memories from my childhood, like the… Continue reading
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Core Word #1: Stillness
Just saying, hearing or reading the word stillness quiets me. I'd say I strive for stillness, but that's a contradiction. Stillness isn't something you go after, but something that descends on you when you stop striving or going after. To… Continue reading