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He Calls Our Names
He stands on the platform,barely visible nowthrough the smoke that wreaths and wraps his lean, scarred body. One by one,clean as a knife edge,he calls our names (mine, yours). Our destinies,like the smoke,like our lovingly articulated names,rise heavenward. Text and… Continue reading
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Pick Four
Pick four spiritual qualities or life attributesthat you highly value, for example:peace, wonder, love and delightor hope, compassion, joy and contentment.Write these down. Now combine these four qualitiesinto a simple prayer/intention for yourself:"May I know peace, wonder, love and delight."Repeat this many times in the… Continue reading
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Advent 15
I write beside our Christmas tree.Its branches embracenot only the ornaments, lights and memories,but also the mist of old souls,old souls who bring patience,wisdom, hope and comfort. One year,when my soul has ripened,it will earn its placewithin the branches,within the… Continue reading
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Advent 2
Ah, those pearly gates:when you stand in the scanner,hands forming a triangle over your head,St. Peter won't be checkingfor circumcision,a membership card,or any belief in particular,but signs of being-like-Christ:kindness,justice,and a heart so broken,there's room enough to drive a whole tuckload… Continue reading
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Midlife Wedding Day
We shall spend our lives together.I feel rather more certain of this at 58,than I could have at 25 or 40. We shall be together when one of us dies–not a morbid thought, but comforting:either I will hold you,or you me,and one… Continue reading
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Snow Has Started Falling
Snow has started falling.You call me to the window.We join hands,and we are kids again,entranced by the gentlenessof this, the season's first snowfall. To us, it is magic,this slow dropping of the white sky,piecemeal, silent, purifying. We don't need words… Continue reading
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The Parrot
In my dreama parrot appearsof such diverse and bright colorsI am unable to breathe:the beauty, the daring vibrancy–it cannot be of this world. And then I realizeit is you;somehow,in a world of white, gray and black,you are mine. Text and… Continue reading
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You Plus Me
If you plus mesimply doubles us,it's not enough. I want you plus meto equal Eternity,to total the Beloved. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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What Dolores Wrote
Somewhere in rural Nebraska,in her farmhouse kitchen,as was her custom,Dolores wrote on the square of chalkboardher axiom of the week: We don't need more of what we've got, we just need to be more grateful for it. Within two… Continue reading