The 60-Second Sabbath

yearning

  • Circles

    Within your heartspins a circle of longing,an emptinessaching to be filled. It frightens you;what if you brave this nothingnessand disappear? But how can you not enteryour place of Ultimate Yearning? Welcome the Mysteryyou were created to embrace. Text and image ©… Continue reading

  • Beings of Light

    "I am surrounded by beings of light,"he said, and then,"Can you see them?" I could not,though I did not doubt him;as surely as he was here,they had to be here, too–had to!—to comfort him, certainly,perhaps to lead him along. Then,… Continue reading

  • Real Hunger

    The starvingknow real hungeropens the tall doorsto the banquet hall.  Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • The River of Yearning

    You fight the current. Stop rowing.Watch the oars slip from the oarlocksand slide downstream. One you let go,once you relax into the river's pull,then the herons appear,lifting you from your leaky longingand placing you gently amongthe great, green, silent reedsswaying… Continue reading

  • Christmas, Day 4

    Longing speaks of God,leans into the Divine,lurches heavenward. Let yearning yield to the Holy. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • The Vacuum

    Nature abhors a vacuum. When, on the cross,the darkening blood of Jesusspilled from its tubing,vacated his veins and arteries,escaped like rain,though wood-grained channels,onto and into the thirsty earth,what abhorred that emptiness,rushed to fill it? We did. Text and image ©… Continue reading

  • Greasing the Skids

    "Grease the skids,"said his father. He had no ideawhat skids were,or where or how to grease them,or what relevance either grease or skids hadto his current problem. His father was proneto sudden, short and seemingly certain solutionsto any problem,all of… Continue reading

  • That for Which I Long

    With every bone, muscle and nerve of this body,I long for God. I ache. Before, above, beyond, beneath–     sacred mist,     eternal fog,    holy haze,     the Known,    the Unknown,    the Unknowable– I want… Continue reading

  • Sophia

    Stand not in my waylest be ye bowled over;Sophia's my goal,so best ye take cover. My quest endeth notuntil I discoverthis Mystery calling me–Mistress and Lover. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • The Soul’s Raptus

    this is a vision    of the spirit's transport    of the soul's raptus snatched up    blown over    pushed through to that solitude just beyond reach    one aha past the present    one dream deeper into night where i am bleached transparent    borderless (all lands and none)    intended    unreflected so close, so… Continue reading