acceptance

  • Truth

    There is the truth we need todayto stay the course, to find our way.Tomorrow's truth may vary some;we cannot know the truth to come. What's true today is meant to bebut truth enough, the truth to seeus through this current… Continue reading

  • I Could Have Used You Today

    I could have used you today. I needed you:     a stillpoint,    a saner pivot,    a rock to cling to while the currents pushed and pulled,    someone to click download,    arms to cry in,    acceptance of the mess I am. I needed another perspective,    a… Continue reading

  • Life Is Not Fair

    1My father would halt meby looking over his half-glassesand precisely intoning:"Life is not fair,"a statement falling somewherebetween actuality and pathological avoidance. 2Already aware of the unfairnness of life,I wasn't looking for him to repair it,simply to acknowledge it–not the lack… Continue reading

  • Why?

    Why do I do the things I do?Why do I think the things I think?Why do I feel the way I feel? Little one, never fear the questions. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.  Continue reading

  • Remembering My Mother

    My mother died on December 27, 2003. This is what I wrote for her memorial: Mom died last Saturday. I was with her, saw it, felt it…profound, awesome, frightening, wonderful. I comfort myself by thinking about Mom's dying–and my own,… Continue reading

  • At Night, the Sea

    At night, the sea closes in… Continue reading

  • Abandon

    At any given momentyou are called to abandoneverything that has beenfor what is next. At every given moment–this one, for example–you are called to abandonevery actual or imagined thing that has ever, ever been,for what is next. At this moment…and… Continue reading

  • “Love Me,” We Say

    The Sufi poet Hafiz, writing over 600 years ago, opens one of his poems by asserting: "Everyone you see, you say to them, 'Love me.'" You don't say it aloud, of course, but it's there, just beneath the surface, revealed… Continue reading

  • Come, Follow Me

    "Come, follow me." In Jesus' world, rabbis used this phrase to recruit their star pupils for advanced studies. If directed to you, it meant you were the elite–you'd made the grade, passed the test, proved yourself worthy. Jesus (yet again!)… Continue reading

  • 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