The 60-Second Sabbath

journey

  • Keep Moving

    Continue the journey,not out of fear,but curiosity. Continue,not out of anger,but love. Continue,not out of need,but generosity. Continue,not out of hurt,but healing. Continue,not out of emptiness,but fullness. Continue,not away from others,but into yourself. Continue the journey,not to avoid death,but to… Continue reading

  • The Compass

    She used to own a compass…perhaps now packed awaywith her old Girl Scout stuff–a sash, some badges, a plastic lanyard, an empty cookie box. Now she'd simply lost her way.On which side of the tree does the moss grow?On which… Continue reading

  • The Path

    So you,too,tread the pathto the sacred?Share with me your observations. I feel like a memberof a secret society,where identifying fellow-travelerstakes great sensitivityand the practical skillsof silence and patience,until the light of another–unexpectedly–touches me. And…? I anticipate (and find) joywhile being… Continue reading

  • Water of Life

    follow with methis rainbow that leadsto the mountain of dreams worth the schlep at the end of that arcwaits a swimming hole;we bathe therein the holy water of life that for which you thirst…eternally quenched Text and image © 2012… Continue reading

  • Toward the Sacred

    How clear to youis your path to the sacred? For some it comeson a Sunday morningin a sunlit pew. For many of usit's an ocean voyage more obscure,with a sense of the sadnessof the long sea that pilgrims sail,not clear… Continue reading

  • I Am Dreaming

    I am dreaming,but the reality of lifetendrils through it: In an open, echoing sanctuary,a handful of us plan an upcoming service,but my unorthodox beliefsand unconventional practicesaren't the right fitfor the expected worshipers. They ask me to leave. I go without… Continue reading

  • Michigan Trees, 2

    Towering over the house,a hissing, blowing, shakingtemple of treesfills my room and dreamswith whispering, sibilant, sleeptime worship. I lie motionless and silent in my bed,awed. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Please Stand Clear

    "Please stand clear of the doors,"intones the recorded voice."You are delaying the departure of this train." Oh, yea?Well, maybe I'm not ready for departure…Maybe I like this momentbetween what I'm leavingand what lies ahead…Maybe the journey wasn't my idea…Maybe I… Continue reading

  • The Light that Comes from Us

    This evening,let's sit in silence as the sun sets,leave off the lamps,let the room be lit,only by the light that comes from us. As our eyes adjust,we'll discover our glowis bright enough to find our wayacross the room,down the hall,to… Continue reading

  • To God…

    To God, breaker of this life's chains,lover who is partial to none,path of coming forth,path of return… Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.  Continue reading