Category: spiritual
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Morning meditation
I hold my hands palm up, recite names of the Letters of the Living. count the Greatest Name on knuckles. Fly lands in my left hand. I don’t recall praying for companionship. 3-8-23
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Holy Land
What makes a holy land: hardships, death or war? All is martyrdom. What makes a holy land: blood shed, torture or prison? All is a refugee camp. What makes a holy land: wilderness treks, epic eulogies and myths? All is mud untamed. What makes a holy land? It is living, loving and generations born? It…
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Intercalary days
Today is a day for giving of gifts a time before the fast before the new year solstice. Chickens cackle in their cage, birds call back and forth in trees. I imagine them comparing the freedom of the woods and the safety of a restrained life. I have known both and long for safety, when…
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Intercalary days
Today is a day for giving of gifts a time before the fast before the new year solstice. Chickens cackle in their cage, birds call back and forth in trees. I imagine them comparing the freedom of the woods and the safety of a restrained life. I have known both and long for safety, when…
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King David’s ghost
King David, part poltergeist, part friend disrupts my Circadian Rhythm with Psalms thumping on repeat. “The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want…” David, the thought of lying down in green pastures gives my chiggers. But still your pounding rhythm drones on and on; “The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want…” David,…
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Drinking Fermented Milk in the Mystic Yurt
“Oh soul, you worry too much…” (Rumi) Post-modern Zen Move slowly into your Chi Wear crystal spiritual Drano around your neck Darvish whirl until dizzy Hobby Lobby prayer wheels (Dalai Lama approved) Dollar General dreamcatchers 2 for 5 YouTube videos guarantee Nirvana TM levitation at the Y on Wednesday Erect a pup tent tabernacle deep…
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Wednesday morning
City trucks out early gathering piles of leaves trees discarded After hiding from rain for two days tree dancers scurry and swirl in search of calories Mallards have left the pond their honeymoon over Flowering bush in the park refuses to give up on beauty A day or two in the sun and dry clatter…
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Psalm of praise
In the beginning There was the word and it was poetry …..ET call home, Be wakeful and watch the sky *(Say) This morning is holy **(Say) This morning is holy Stars have fallen from the heavens, All the bell towers have gone silent, The thief in the night has come and gone and we are…
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Postmodern psalm of benediction
Bless the garden cat that consorts with painted plaster gnomes, stands at the gate and rubs against your leg for cuddles when you are alone Bless the backyard possum that eats ticks and rodents, plays dead when he is scared, rises from the dead and hides when you look away Bless the dog walkers who…