identity
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What I’m Looking For
That thing you've been looking for?That feeling of completeness, the wholeness, that satisfaction that eludes you? Guess what!You already have it. You already arewhat you are looking for. Repeat after me:"I amwhat I am looking for." I amwhat… Continue reading
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What I Am Not
I am not these e-mails.I am not these phone calls.I am not the pages I edit.I am not these thoughts.I am not these desires.I am not these dreams. I am the spaciousness beyond. I will live and breathe and have… Continue reading
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Mirror
I stand on the shore,just after the sun–firey orange orb–slips beneath the thin horizon. Water licks my bare feet,gently slaps the sand,pulls away,repeats,unhurried,consistent. My pulse slows,my mind stillsand wonders what might waiton the distant, mirrored shoreline. Perhaps someone just like mestands… Continue reading
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Father’s Day, 2012
June 16, 2012.It's Father's Day.It is also,here in Denver,Gay Pride Day. There is a juxtaposition herethat's challenging for me to resolve. Dad died in 2001.Had he accompanied me todayas I took photos of a worldcompletely outside of his experience–a mash-up… Continue reading
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Pronouns
"Quit messing with pronouns,"she huffed."It's not right." "They're my words,"I said,"I'll do with them as I wish." "But God is not a she,And time is not a…he…or whatever."She struggled for words."What I mean is,things are genderless." "Or gendermore," I suggested."Like… Continue reading
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Your DNA
My child,enough hinting at your identity;by now,your deeds should have you knowingthat you carry within yousomething of divinityflowing–as you do–among, through uswith such luminosity. It's true:your DNAis not of this world. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All… Continue reading
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Senior Cats
They are now eight.How can a creature of eight yearsbe "senior"?They eat "senior" food.They go for annual "senior" exams. My other cat(companion of my adult life)lived to be nineteen.If eight means "senior,"what was she? I am fifty-eight,a week from fifty-nine.What… Continue reading
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Smoke
We live our livesforging identities;thenin clouds of inevitably certain–yet oddly unexpected–smoke,watch all turn to ash. Our eyes widen in surprise. And God wonders,"Have we paid no attentionat all?" Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Selfness
Someone has suggestedthere is a third way: somewhere between selfishness and selflessness,lies a placewhere the need to care for ourselvesbalances the need to care for others. It is the way of selfness. I need to find this place of selfness,between… Continue reading
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Transfiguration
When Jesus was transfigured on the mountain,he wasn't changed,nor was he transformed;he was revealed. We, too, are called to transfiguration,not to be changed,nor to be transformed,but to be seen as we truly are. And who is it you truly are?Child… Continue reading