“Longing, we say, because desire is full
of endless distances.”

07 July 2008


Bright Idea #51: Be Mindful of you Thoughts, Words and Deeds.
"I have just three things to teach: simplicity, patience, compassion. These are your greatest treasures." Queen of Cups, Lady of the Grail. I am Loved and I am worthy of Love because the I the Divinity in me and that Itself is Love. Sky gauzy blue eights a little much when i took the picture i saw it in a totally new way. dance to the music of the Universe it said, surf the delta waves. wheres the connection? whats the frequency? what do we do? only our bodies age fall in in entropy and misuse abuse our minds are ageless timeless Home of the Soul that welcomes colors and games connection Nature itself made this Home this morning a toad for the garden and i imagined my treehouse in all five senses. where i am going i believe in with every cell that makes me and those cells themselves fall in and give way to new flesh that i still identify as me. its a Celestial Fountain this Great Mystery of Life and this flesh and the Soul it folds within itself. every moment a prayer every step a prayer every word a prayer of peace and bright blessing and just because someone doesnt think so doesnt make it true because i believe in the Great Good in us All. All One. and so lush and lovely my garden grows without the rows. the oracle said that frost is underfoot and ice is coming.
"And if the question were asked: What is more real, the mundane or the sublime? most would hesitate before they gave an answer. On the one side, details: say, the aftermath of a breakfast, dirty chipped plates in the sink, their rims encrusted with egg yolk. Against this, the unnameable: small aching heart with boasts, what can you know? Outside the cage of everything we ever heard or saw, beyond, outside, above, there lies the real, hiding as long as we shall live, there stretch and trail the millions of names of God burning across the eons. When all through this our end will come before we even know the names of us.

For many the egg yolk prevails." -L.M.

"Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well." -V.V.G.

"The perfection of the Absolute where all Becoming stops and pure Being, immutable, timeless, unchanging, hangs forever like a ripe peach upon the bough." -E.A.

"...and the whole incident was incredibly frazzling and angst-rod and filled almost a whole mead notebook and is here recounted in only its barest psycho-skeletal outline." -D.F.W.

"At the top of the mountain, we are all snow leopards." -H.S.T.

"Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live." -D.T.
"Cometh a voice: My children, hear; From the crowded street and the close-packed mart I call you back with my message clear, back to my lap and my loving heart. Long have ye left me, journeying on by range and river and grassy plain, to the teeming towns where the rest have gone - come back, come back to my arms again. So shall ye lose the foolish needs that gnaw your souls; and my touch shall serve to heal the fretted nerve. Treading the turf that ye once loved well, instead of the stones of the city's street, ye shall hear nor din nor drunken yell, but the wind that croons in the ripening wheat. I that am old have seen long since ruin of palaces made with hands for the soldier-king and the priest and prince whose cities crumble in desert sands. But still the furrow in many a clime yields softly under the ploughman's feet; still there is seeding and harvest time, and the wind still croons in the ripening wheat. The works of man are but little worth; for a time they stand, for a space endure; but turn once more to your mother - Earth, my gifts are gracious, my works are sure. Instead of the strife and pain I give you peace, with its blessing sweet. Come back, come back to my arms again, for the wind still croons in the ripening wheat."
-John Sandes, The Earth-Mother (excerpt, 1918)