The 60-Second Sabbath

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  • Grief

    In that moment–that split second of inexpressible loss–she felt herself both diminish and expand. And while her mind yet reeledat the harsh actuality of it,something shifted deep within,reoriented in the direction of truthand therefore freedom. She would not understand this… Continue reading

  • The Empty Glass

    "This is me," he said,picking up the glass and holding it,bottom side up,in the air between them;"Completely empty." Post-divorce,released from his job,out of his foreclosed home,zero-balanced in all accounts:"Emp-tee."He righted the glass and set it back on the table. "My… Continue reading

  • Prayer

    Grant me the ability to wonder,the agility to wander in the here and Wow! Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • What I Need from You

    Hey, Omar, my bartender:Share with me your wisdom. Hey, Isabel, assembling my burger:What has life taught you? Hey, Muhammad, my cabbie: What of your former lifemight illuminate mine? Hey, boss:If you were to mentor me,what guidance would you offer? Every one… 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

  • For Those Who Rise at Night

    I rise at night,wander empty rooms–the cats remain asleep at the foot of the bed,black fur blending to darkness. I listen for the voice–listen in vainfor the voice I knowcan shake me,awaken meto freedom. Perhaps tomorrow nightI will rise againand… Continue reading

  • Stained Glass

    The sanctuaryhas never glowedwith such cool beauty. The restored rainbow of western windowsburns with unnatural intensity,set ablaze by the setting sun. Fans swirl chill airover and around us.Awe is worship,is wonder. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All… Continue reading

  • Kiss Me

    "Kiss me," he said, "or I shall die,die of a battered heart." "Oh, please," she said. "Your drama putsthe cart before the horse.You shall not die; you'll just be sad;I've often trod this course.'I'll die! I'll swoon! The bucket kickwithout… Continue reading

  • Seeing

    The scales fell from his eyes,and for the first time he sawthe nothingness in their stare,the empty ache of their longing,the unbridgeable distance between their hearts;he knew no going back. The scales had beenboth curse and grace;the former he'd known;the… Continue reading

  • Freedom

    I am only as freeas my heart is pure. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.  Continue reading