Saturday, December 26, 2015

The arrow spins around atop the 
Lighthouse point- 

Waves crash and the green is like the color on a irish morning
"Who is to desern the wind......
the crow feathers stretch across her  pointer and the she   forgets to stop at any direction

Birds begin the praise of the morning
For even they know
"A greater than solomon is here......

And the moon isn't far behind, I leave it as I walk uphill towards the east-  as I know not to keep my eyes on what will soon disappear-and the waiting, is breath taking....

Friday, December 25, 2015

I find a new balance in the space within me that u play with, and I know it's new because I'm aware.... 

I'm grateful to be aware of a new balance because that is also a reminder that there was an old one

And this memory- is also but a lesson. For if there was one and there is one anew then it's comoletely possible I have somewhere to go. Is my age of 48 ‎where I will end,. If thta be thy will, or might I also consider I can not know where I am yet to be-

So this new balance it's rooted in bible. It's seeds are a gathering of time gone by planted on top of all the ones I have there consciously planted and nuture to grow.

I hear paradoxes not between rights and wrongs more words of christ speaking I seek mercy not sacrifice-
I wonder what penance ‎I should seek for the spiritual pride in hearing a story of religion ritual and wanting to scream- u can do cartwheels if it opens ur heart to be reborn with a christ heart- 

And how sweet the nectar as a hummingbird I want to flatter my wings in ernest- always- for the juice


-kmg2015
So when you find yourself in a situation that is bound to trigger your propensities--spending extended time with your relatives would be an excellent example--you can practice holding your seat and relating fully to exactly where you are. If you can stay present in even the most challenging circumstances, the intensity of the situation will transform you. When you can see even the worst of hells as a place where you can awaken, your world will change dramatically.

(Pema)



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Wednesday, December 23, 2015

There are some who read my words and they sound lik this

The first half and of the seeds of a the my phone wand and the other day side of my life I is the best most important thing thing is a great very much like in the world first day time I see was a cement good great day for to be long the first time half the time I to of was in a statement that issued in the my phone and I the one who that is the a lot of more I think have a good lot of fun people and in who I am want a new song one of those who don't are not in my head... (otg)


Blesse ar the poor in spirit- for they have laughter and room for more

-kmg

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

I see the rv in the distance- it seems to have found its home- being parked most comfortable along the seconia and within the garage of a national park.

And I say it seems to have found its home and I wonder if we will-....i drive hours thru the night, my rear view mirroe the only gas that powers me to go on, in the love, and also there is the sadness which plays it's way into the vulgarity of where limits are pushed....boys- men- breaking out and then there is the oldest, surprises me by breaking in and being a role I didn't know existed and can not imagine without-

Oh morning winds that blow, I can not disern the weather of the times, and rain might be what we need, to keep us close- to heal-

Lord, I know without ur heart, naught is possible. Let me see christ in each of these souls who come thru me and let me love christ in them....in all forms. ‎

Amen


“Remember this: Whoever sows sparingly will also reap sparingly, and whoever sows generously will also reap generously.” 
2 Corinthians 9:6‎

Lord, bless me today with a heart of mercy, grateful only and always first for my relationship‎ in you, with you, thru you, for blessed with ur spirit I can genereously give and receive love-

Amen‎

Monday, December 21, 2015

Not my view on anything just something I am sharing -something Beautiful - I believe in the holy spirit- I believe in light - I believe in miracles- loves presence, our natural inheritance - sychonoicity of life, in tune with the holy spirit we sing we yearn we seek- and alone- something has gone wrong, silence- expressions of love- the real love is the love or spirit that inspires us- connection- purpose- the miracle comes quietly into the mind the miracle of life is ageless-born in time and aged in eternity-. Kmg2015 

On birthday morning in San francisco-
Balmy wind blows past my bed, from the cracked window 
Under me flags fly atop the fairmonts front doors
 lines form to view a gingerbread house the history of a great hotel in a great city-

I am stilled, awakenin by into the clammering bells of the street cars as they pass Grace church- calling- calling for us to pray with come- go into ur room. Close your door and pray to your father who sees in secret- the church- but a reminder ---

Saturday, December 19, 2015

Crisp sheets 
Quiet is the room
Whose hotel is barrow
From a wet city night
Tilted a martini glass lays across the table top 
Of a lobby bar

Beyond the tower the Hopkin stars across from - terraces , faces that share in the ceremonial events of companies - couples standing before this night and endless nights yet to come---in the roof top vineyards, vineyards and flowers, their fragrance night and morning at the same time-
 nob hill
San francisco-

Kmg2015‎

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Thursday, December 17, 2015

AAm am blessed with beauty- I see the beauty in myself and in others
I am bless with children, I can step into the love I, too, as a child needed or felt. I can pray with the blessed mother and realize how deeply, her blessed womb felt carrying the son of god, I can walk her journey six times and still never know,

I am blessed with a yearning to pray, to come to god so I come to emotion, and the emotion softens me enough so I may enter the narrow gate...

I am blessed with chaplaincy  and I‎ am blessed with the songs of praise that come through me somehow sound like vobrations of change and can hold the pain like an unbrella for the rain to stop just one moment....dear lord,who always hears it's spirit and shines light for all the feel and see...
Take away the covetness,  ‎ desire, peeks it's head  out and says remember me. Take away need. To be seen except in the song, between the words, in the silence, I step into salvation.

Amen

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

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“Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.” 
Proverbs 3:5

Prayer
  Father, we know that we need to trust You in everything we do as You alone know what’s best for us.  Many times it’s hard for us, as finite beings, to trust You because our vision is limited and our faith is weak.  Expand our vision and increase our faith! 
Amen.


Sunday, December 13, 2015

Night time vespers

Now the day has come to an end
And I have tried to be a friend
Special women in my life
Who cry and love and seek insight

Dear lord thank you for your words
They sing for me, life morning birds
Alone I lay here in my bed‎
Washing with psalms to kept safe my ‎
head

I pray for one moment in mornings  light
To be worthy ‎
Of your grace 
I pray this all night....

Amen.

-kmg2015
How wonderful life is that we can live knowing your love and receive joy and pleasure and grace
‎And sorrow and not know where it comes from or when it will go

How glorious a day is that begins with a sunrise and can end with buckets full of the gifts of pleasure built from the molds of pain and joy that we lived passed.

Blind me from knowledge, hide from me wisdom, open my heart  with love so I know only love....

Oh angels that carry me thru this night-remind me of the hours I yearned for ur wisdom and bless upon me the knowledge that I can never fully receive what  I seek, for my existence is but a shadow awaiting the fire of ur presence.....

Kmg2015




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Lord I pray- 
I am a but a child in awe of the beauty of this new day. I give this day to you
I raise up my heart, my spirit, my prayer, too you, for I can not know the wonders of this world, but I can know love, thru u and  in u and with u, thru the love of christ in my heart, I give this day to you. Let me be but an instrument of service, of comfort of light, Lord fill me with your light and touch my sacred heart-as it emptiesi fill it only with  yearnings   to desire you, and you alone- lord, may I know such joy...

Amen‎

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

night

I am a poem in the bed- floating on the cloud of night- held in grace til I wake in yearning for the good of the morning- -kmg

Sunday, December 6, 2015

You don't know me and u know me
As the whisper of the wind, passing your shoulder, 
Your senses arise as the fragrances of‎ oils - anoint the path when u walk towards the flowers of beauty-
The morning dew quenches your dryness and fills something you want to keep as sunrise, rises, rises, rises and you can see just a bit clearer as the dew gives birth to a new day, in the rays of light---
You don't call me a name, I am-

Blessings to a sister in christ-

This mornings meditation ‎
In your rose garden 
Brought about our blessed mother
Mary and her journey of love for
Christ to be born. The unconditional love she felt for god within her, not knowing him and knowing within her grew this love she was connected with..in him with him thru him-

What comes to be is you can not love god and man when I ask for man to fill my desires,?? 

How can I know of heavenly things, am I asking for earthly things? 

What is the call, what is the path? 

I feel so filled up when I'm in love that I give love through my work so freely...
Now without manly love I toss le with desires ‎and pray is this my will, can the pray be to be healthy and strong enough to live in the sacrifice of empty to be full? 

Just prose and contemplations I have not put together. Nor should i-

Kmg2015

Saturday, December 5, 2015

The prayer is 
Let me be a priest of the heart‎
I lay down all myself to be filled with love
To touch the most wounded and harded hearts and bring them this love
Through the love of christ
Let it be so....

I pray thru our most holy blessed mother who carrys us this Avent season may I carry this intention all the days of my life 

Lord, I am not worthy that you come under my roof, only say the word and my soul will be healed with the desires of the world and rest in your glory, which baths me in your light- 

Let that light shine -borne in me-

Amen-

Friday, December 4, 2015

 am grateful for all those beautiful souls who cross my path today. I can not believe hat anything I stir on my own can be of higher value then where u place me and who u put in front of me

As I await the sunrise this morning I empty only to seek the silent voice from within, only for emotion to grab my spirit and let it soar into your glory..let me lips speak only praise of you. 

I pray for this day-for my discovery -
Amen

Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Connection with my truths-

The words of the ego and mind
Belong to duality--the words of the heart carry the imprint of oneness.

We say carry the imprint as true self discovery can't be put into words- they point--

The heart embraces a difficulty, while the ego takes sides.

We sit at the doorway of the heart when we can truly listen for the opening is is not but a connection of the heart into the hearer? 

Oh beloved- come nourish my soul and squash my desires and even in the prayer I hold back and say no, show me, heal me, no longer a starving infant crying in the darkness of abandonment

Impired and shared thru 
Llewellyn vaughan-lee

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Saturday, November 28, 2015

Timeless is the love that touches
Connecting with all time

Desire and delusions passion
Wants to peek up and be the rung 
To step on

Wise are those feet that stay grounded
On loves light journey

Timeless is the love that shines---

Kmg2015

Thursday, November 26, 2015

Our Father in Heaven,

We give thanks for who is gathered around this table, for you have brought us together
And tonight we have many who have grown up from childhood, together, beginning their own journeys, and one day be hosting a thanksgiving, and I hope to model with this prayer and rejoice when it hear it as something complete-
Lord hear our prayer, bless this food we are about to eat . Let us remember who serves us today, have families, too, and who tended this meal, and the turkey we are about to eat, have dreams that our prayer can honor as well as our own..

We give thanks for life,
The freedom to enjoy it all
And all other blessings.
We accept from those not sittin here today and for those still to come...


Emotion pulls my attentivenes
Away from the steeple
Brother john gifts a book I bring
To prayer this morning

And I am watchful- as emotion like a wave upon my inside connects both inner and outer moments and i‎ empty to be fulled with the beloved.

Kmg2015
If we ourselves have had even a glimmer of what egolessness feels like, of what awakening feels like, of what freedom feels like, then we want it for others too. When we see that they are hooked, instead of being critical and judgmental, we can empathize with what they're going through – we've been there and know exactly how they feel.

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

There is beauty in the red leaves as they fall and christen the earth- landing like angels on the greenest of grounds.

Palm trees split the sun into a cross and I realize I can't hold both views at the same time.

Got to think there is theology in that as I collect the leaves to include them on  my thanksgiving table ---

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

‎Empty is the bed that's full of her
Giving
Alone she lays eyes closed to the awakening of the morning‎
under the covers feet begin tapping the pedals in  each other  pumping the wheel which is to begin the turning  spinning the threads of dreams -
A tapestry, like a song, spins around the soft most feminine parts of her body, garters hold up the lace, long legs dance the ballet of desire as covers warm from the morning breeze coming from the fogs over the mountains which sunrise hides from.
Kmg
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Sunday, November 22, 2015

rumi

In the early morning hour,
just before dawn, lover and beloved awake
and take a drink of water.

She asks, Do you love me or yourself more?
Really, tell me the absolute truth.

He says, There is nothing left of me.
I am like a ruby held up to the sunrise.
Is it still a stone, or a world
made of redness? It has no resistance
to sunlight. The ruby and the sunrise are one.
Be courageous and discipline yourself.

Work. Keep digging your well.
Don't think about getting off from work.
Submit to a daily practice.
Your loyalty to that is a ring on the door.

Keep knocking, and the joy inside
will eventually open a window
and look out to see who's there.

- Rumi

I pray healing touch the heart and radiate from within for these wounds seem deeper then flesh cut out - Lord pass thru me ur light so I may feel raised from this bed and alive in the blessing of a cancer free body---

Amen I pray with you and beside you and for you

Kmg2015
"Thu the muirs I hike in the dark, cocooned by nature to a birthing of a sunrise- oh winds that blow endless time past me, breathe me too and whisper my name -kmg2015

Monday, November 16, 2015

‎I thought I saw my sister walk past- I 
Say Laura loudly from the top of my penthouse-
Strange to retell the memorable childhood seems almost dirty as we all just played a part in the dance of life, quiet cleanly infact that lead us on our journies......

And I ‎am-

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

rilke

By Rainer Maria Rilke
(1875 - 1926)
English version by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy

For your sake poets sequester themselves,
gather images to churn the mind,
journey forth, ripening with metaphor,
and all their lives they are so alone...
And painters paint their pictures only
that the world, so transient as you made it,
can be given back to you,
to last forever.

All becomes eternal. See: In the Mona Lisa
some woman has long since ripened like wine,
and the enduring feminine is held there
through all the ages.

Those who create are like you.
They long for the eternal.
They say, Stone, be forever!
And that means: be yours.

And lovers also gather your inheritance.
They are the poets of one brief hour.
They kiss an expressionless mouth into a smile
as if creating it anew, more beautiful.

Awakening desire, they make a place
where pain can enter;
that's how growing happens.
They bring suffering along with their laughter,
and longings that had slept and now awaken
to weep in a stranger's arms.

They let the riddles pile up and then they die
the way animals die, without making sense of it.
But maybe in those who come after,
their green life will ripen;
it's then that you will inherit the love
to which they gave themselves so blindly, as in a sleep.

Thus the overflow from things
pours into you.
Just as a fountain's higher basins
spill down like strands of loosened hair
into the lowest vessel,
so streams the fullness into you,
when things and thoughts cannot contain it.

Sunday, November 8, 2015

Morning-
what can we be put grateful for the lov that is all around us. May the light of christ
light the paths that extend from you, that are love
and full u today,
 with the glory of rebirth.

Saturday, November 7, 2015

The commitment to take care of one another is often described as a vow to invite all sentient beings to be our guest. The prospect can be daunting. It means that everyone will be coming to our house. It means opening our door to everyone, not just to the people we like or the ones who smell good or the ones we consider "proper" but also to the violent ones and the confused ones--to people of all shapes, sizes, and colors, to people speaking all different languages, to people with all different points of view.

(Pema

Committing to benefit others is traditionally called the path of the bodhisattva, the path of the spiritual warrior whose weapons are gentleness, clarity of mind, and an open heart. The Tibetan word for warrior, pawo for a male warrior or pawmo for a female warrior, means “the one who cultivates bravery.” As warriors in training, we cultivate the courage and flexibility to live with uncertainty—with the shaky, tender feeling of anxiety, of nothing to hold on to—and to dedicate our lives to making ourselves available to every person, in every situation. (Pema) --- and I say  u can have a lovely day with anyone- so what is it that draws one more than another to each other side- I wonder if I am am still grieving the loss of what I had too fully to allow someone new to touch me...I am working with the emotion which brings sadness have I yet to  turn the ache, desire, feelings, heart place into something more expansive-. So it isn't a place that can be touched but that is one that can touch- that can offer and not need-
that can be touched, so
I don't want   replacement and I walk the path towards something new....
Thy will be done-‎
Amen‎

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Just as the sun filled my eyes
And time stood still
The water hosed the boat with a rainbow and the tree, received the wind and sprinkled angles breathe across the path in the form of yellow -

Fall at the marina-

Kmg2015

Wednesday, November 4, 2015


Let the light shine in-
heaven on earth
Is being filled with light
Being filled with love
Being able to be love
Being able to smile to make
Someone else happy- 

I can see when my thoughts
Are filled with me
Or worries
Or when I'm living not in what thy path towards love is feigning 

There is less room to receive the light
Blessed are the poor in spirit
Their cup isn't already full with spirit
Of their own,
They may receive gods light-

I imagine for me as my heart expands so expands all pleasures that feed the heart
Lov-

The candle flickers
Welcoming the sunrise 
Light of the new day

And why, for me, is each day a lifetime onto itself- 
A chance to be present- share lov-touch- parent - comfort- kiss- 

Monday, November 2, 2015

I sacrifice silence to cry into grateful
For the moment 
this moment arrives
 I need to baptism it with words of 
Oh silence, the gift from the gods wanting to make connection
Why do I cut u off with pointing
I sit on my hands-

Kmg2015
I sacrifice silence to cry into grateful
For the moment 
this moment arrives
 I need to baptism it with words of 
Oh silence, the gift from the gods wanting to make connection
Why do I cut u off with pointing
I sit on my hands-

Kmg2015

sunrise nov 2015

I sacrifice silence to cry into grateful
For the moment this moment arrives I need to baptism it with words of praise

India emails and causes of to look inward-



The truth is that we’re always in some kind of in-between state, always in process. We never fully arrive. When we’re present with the dynamic quality of our lives, we’re also present with impermanence, uncertainty, and change. If we can stay present, then we might finally get that there’s no security or certainty in the objects of our pleasure or the objects of our pain, no security or certainty in winning or losing, in compliments or criticism, in good reputation or bad—no security or certainty ever in anything that’s fleeting, that’s subject to change. (Pema

Friday, October 30, 2015

the dreams we dream they dream us too

‎Good life
Great life
Blessed life
Life full of choices to lay down
Loss- sac rife-  chance for a calling, an entering, a giving, a receiving..

Dreams dream us when they are life already happening,

Friday, October 23, 2015

Gifts are all around us- and I receive them in abundance

To be in the room with so much love, where cancer changed life's, where death actually was a happening that opens for so many, son, ex wife, what life would not have-

And then the prayer comes-
Do not be misled: “Bad company corrupts good character.”
1 Corinthians 15:33

Prayer:
God of Grace, give us wisdom and discernment as we pick our friends.

And I realize how quick the moment desire takes over the chance to value someone and life them up.

I pray- sinner that I am- to be worthy for you to come under my roof 

I listen, in christ I pray for mercy not sacrifice-‎
Kmg2015‎

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

There Is mothering in all of us today
Neil Diamond sings in my
Haly holy dream
And there is a cross on my heart
In my eye
I see and accept the fullness of this day
In spirit
The story of the divine mother
Who god saw favor in
Was touched, a gift from our lord
Worthy
She was not seeking such

I pray to not seek for anything so thy will be done-

Hallowed me your name
Hallow my self, be nonly you 
Make way for heaven on earthed
Lived in your glory and shared
With thy neighbor---

Salvatore- the gardener in prescott, arizona
Shares in your prayers of joy felt thru this body on this gazebo,. Mountain top, highway bound‎

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