The 60-Second Sabbath

Spirituality

  • I Danced

    As a childI danced with angelsaround the golden-waxed table    in our dining room,and in green-washed summer-air    beneath white-barked beeches,and on a shell-shaped cotton bath mat    behind our closed bathroom door,and yes,on the head of a pin. Do you believe this? Text and image… Continue reading

  • Trust

    I tripped over this quote this morning, source unknown: Trust God to work his life in others as he is working in you. Okay. Of course. Yes. Wow. The challenge is to trust in God, not in me, not in… Continue reading

  • Without Mediator or Veil

    I keep searching for manageable definitions of mysticism and descriptions of what it means to be a mystic, a pursuit which, I realize, may be inherently contradictory. Nevertheless, I was happy to come across this challenge from Ralph Waldo Emerson:… Continue reading

  • I Belong

    "But what do you believe?" I don't believe.I belong. Test and image  © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.     Continue reading

  • The Shore of the World

    As a childI stood on the shore of the worldwatching the waves wash toward me–rhythmic, relentless, faithful. I was in love with somethingI had not yet seenbut certaintly touched, or, perhaps, it touched me. Text and image © 2011 by… Continue reading

  • Right or Real?

    The belief that I am right separates me from others. The knowledge that I am real draws me closer. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.   Continue reading

  • The Great Evolver

    We are evolutionary beings, living in an evolutionary world. Doesn't it make sense that our faith will evolve too…not just my faith, but also the faith? And doesn't it make sense that this reflects the nature of the Creator, who… Continue reading

  • Lost and Found

    I'm always found,but I'm also always lost. I'm always lost,but I'm also always found. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.   Continue reading

  • At the Museum

    "They have so many rooms over here,"a little girl observes to her father. Yes, they do, young one.So many rooms,and so big,and filled with so many wonders. You've seen bone-built dinosaursand birds three times your size,a grizzly with knives for… Continue reading

  • An Unfinished Life

    "Each of us leaves an unfinished life," says poet Mary Oliver. It is possible not to? Is it possible to live so fully, so richly, so completely that you exit exhaling, "That's it, then, once this mug goes back in… Continue reading