being
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New Year’s Eve
Out with the crappy, the silly, the dumb,Out with what leaves us so distrait and numb.In with the clearer, the focused, the real,In with our opting to be and to feel. Here's to less TV, … Continue reading
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Stopping by My Mind on a Spring Evening
Whose thoughts are these?I think I know.He dwells within the crawlspace, though.I often find him mewling near,obsessing concepts, theories, fear,postures old and long of tooth,and seldom grounded in the truth. No time have I for thoughts like these,for I have… Continue reading
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Mysticism
"I want to be a mystic," he said. "What kind of career is that?" she asked. "Well, it isn't a career exactly,it's more of a way to be." She snorted,"A way to be.And that pays…how much?" He ignored her sarcasm,because… Continue reading
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Rain 2
Thomas Merton speaks poeticallyof the "voice" of the rain:"…all that speech pouring down,selling nothing,judging nobody,drenching…" I delight in rain's intentional purposelessness. "I am here for my own sake,"says the rain."I am eternal.I am life. "Close your eyes and listen:hiss, plash,… Continue reading
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Coming Home
Let's come home to where we live, physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually. Let's fully inhabit these spaces.Let's claim them for our hearts, our minds our bodies, our spirits. What would this mean for you?What changes could… Continue reading
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Stop Trying So Hard
"Stop trying so hard,"says my cat,pausing while grooming,left hind leg still extended upward."We're not going to love you any lessbecause there's dust on the credenza." Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Obliquity 4
All his vast ambitiousnessturned out was quite iniquitous:in all his doing (don't you see?)he never took the time to be. Text, image and audio © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. To listen to this poem Download Obliquity 4 Continue reading
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Obliquity 2
Are you someone infected toowith the constant call to do,to accomplish, overcome,get just one more damn thing done? Are their meetings to attend?Loads of clothes to clean and mend?Stacks of bills to sort and pay?Lists of folks for whom to… Continue reading
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Obliquity 1
"I'm sorry to tell you this,"the doctor said,white-cloaked,peering over his half-glasses,holding his laptop openbut turned toward me so I could see the screen."Here," he pointed,"this mass, these tendrils…" The image looked to melike an amorphous, gray blur. "This is obliquity…as… Continue reading
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God Will Not Ask Me
God will not ask me, “Why were you not Jesus?” Continue reading