A day off, and I need a change of scenery! I need more than that…I need to experience something of significance. I need to step out of my day to day, beyond the casual escape of the routine and into the profound; I need to step into something Sacred. Continue reading
“One aspect of compasion is to respect others’ rights and to respect others’ views. That is the basis of reconciliation. The human spirit of reconciliation based on compassion is working deep down, whether the person really knows it or not.
Our basic human nature is gentleness; therefore, no matter how much we go through violence and other bad things, ultimately the proper solution is to return to human feeling and affection. So affection or compassion is not only a religious matter, but in our day-to-day life it is quite indispensable.
Respect, much of what I came to believe during my youth had to be unlearned for me to understand the Wisdom I have found to be essential in embracing different religions and cultures. I was raised on television bravado, such as John Wayne, where respect had to be earned or you didn’t get it. This is a TERRIBLE foreign relations policy Continue reading
When I first googled the word “blog” this last April I had never even read a blog, much less written one. I never had any interest in it, but a friend had suggested it might be a good idea for me and I knew I had a natural talent for writing ever since college. Back then, I preferred classes with a 10 page final instead of a test because I new I would get an “A” in that class, without much time investment. I have been writing a journal for over 20 years, so in a certain since, I’ve been preparing for this for a very long time, but I didn’t know I would come to enjoy it so much. Continue reading
In this teaching I find unity of all things. I hear Jesus proclaiming that the flesh is made perfect in the eyes of His Father, and that those who walk in His Way, those that choose to carry the cross, to Love another with Unconditional surrender, to Love without possibility of rejection, becomes the very essence of the Way. Continue reading
But finds himself at the head of others;
Reckons himself out,
But finds himself safe and secure.
Is it not because he is selfless
That his Self is realized?”
Anyone who has began the journey of loving another unconditionally will soon discover that the self, that inner part of us that always came first until this venture, must be made sacrifice for the good of the Beloved. Continue reading
I slip through the doorway into the the night with a silent movement. In the darkness I again find my repose. In the effortless tune of tranquility I hear the melody of the day begin to play as the pitch of black becomes deep blue. The rhythm is already in motion through the taps upon the tin above me from the tears of the night born this morn as the joy of dawn. Continue reading
“One of the most important–and most neglected–elements in the beginnings of the interior life is the ability to respond to reality, to see the value and the beauty in ordinary things, to come alive to the splendor that is all around us in the creatures of God.” (No Man is an Island, by Thomas Merton, p.33)
The interior life is that which makes us and defines us, thus a lack of an interior life defines us as a person living for exterior things: wealth, power, fame, sex, drugs, alcohol, entertainment, sports, and the list goes on. These things are NOT inherently bad, yet the life that is centered on the accumulation of these things and/or experiences remain shallow and often miss the value of Truth, and importance of the people, places, and things too, that are in their lives everyday. Continue reading
I’m learning a lot about my writing with these blogs, though I have only been doing them for only a couple of months. I have written in journals for over 20 years, so examining and writing about the interior life is something to which I am accustomed, yet I am not accustomed to sharing that interior life; facebook helped pave the way for my blog writing as I learned to be open about my feelings through my keyboard. Continue reading
For well over a decade one of my favorite works of Art has been the The Scream by Edvard Munch. Many find it disturbing, bizarre, even creepy, but for me it speaks volumes to my life and mind. I see in it much of what I lived day in and day out for near 20 years of this earthly existence….to me it’s not just a painting, it’s a mirror. Continue reading