TIME PASSES 2013

Time passes as I pick up a book, read a section and close in silence, as if a
digesting a meal, as if I shallow the words and they wash thru me, fill me with
all this day is to be......

Ernest Holmes Prayers 2013

The pathway of life shines before me unto the perfect day

I walk the pathway of the soul to the gate of good...I enter into fulfullment of 
my desires
Nothing need be added to and nothing can be taken from the all good which is 
forever expressing itself in me

Daily shall I receive its great blessings and my soul shall rejoice 
forevermore.......

Amen !

-k

morning silence 2013

I leave my phone aside
Off
And I sit and listen
Til I feel something more than
Stories spinning
Til my chest drops and I breathe large and soften and smile to the new 
morning........

Then and only then do I feel I have something to offer, when I recogize this 
unfolding new day has more than what my mind can unravel or tell it to be, it 
can be connected to something larger something more.......

Ans the thoughts, they are there, I don't dismiss them, but they aren't all 
that's there !!!

I stretch and sing "let it be a sweet sound in ur ears....."!

Pastoral Care 2013

By andrew lester pg 70

One way of accessing the relative prescence or absense of 'hope' is to evaluate 
whether a person is on a journey in life. 

Does she move into new experiences, new understandings ? 

Does he journey from one level of consciousness to another ? 

One type of exodus is the internal, intrapsychic process of individuation  and 
differentiation. Through these processes, an individuals  sense of self 
emerges, a self connected to, yet distant from, that of parents and 
community......


the pastor then can be helpful in leading people on an exodus journey. ....To be 
effective, of course, the pastor must also be participating in such a 
journey.........

The most important thing to remember, that is a persons travel story is aimed 
only at a specific, finate goal, then trouble lies ahead....valid 'hope' must 
exist in the context of a transfinite hope and focus on the open ended 
horizon..........

The whole concept of hope distinguishes pastor care from methods of therapy that 
are problem oriented and solution oriented.  The pastoral. Theology of hope that 
under grids and informs our task will not let us be satisfied with solving a 
specific problem, it demands we ask questions,  and listen intently for the 
larger story, the persons ultimate concerns,  ..........

It goes on to share that trying to solve a problem is like attending to a wound 
with a functional band aid......

I know if I listen from my open hearts, if I am ever present and review my 
coaching pathways skills, this is going to be a beautiful offering that I share 
to the world......this is gonna be a natural transition to serve thy neighbor, 
or let it be thy will, come to me and let it be thy words that speak thru me....

I silence, I pray.........

-k

prayer 2013

And U realize  ur workin for the kingdom of god....ur here to do the work that 
god has set forth on the pure and able, to feed, to heal , thru christs example, 
to come to him thru the works, 

I pray come to me and fill me with ur holy sprit as I lay down myself so u may 
come thru me and fill me with thy word and I will draw deeply from ur well and 
be that instrument of healing, vibration of love.......

-k

prayers ernest holmes

Arise, my spirit , arise and shine
Let thy light illumine my path
Let thy wisdom direct thy way
Compel my will to do thy bidding
And command my soul to look to thee
I will follow thee , my spirit and learn of thee
I will sit in silence and listen
I will see tht light and hear they voice
I will follow thee and will not depart from thee
But in thee alone is peace
Arise and shine
Come to me.......

I pray......

-k

MORNING PRAYER 2013

I breathe and life travels thru me and as easily as the breathe releases I 
release all the stories that each package I create holds, they will be......

They will be and come into existence  and then I will live them, my life is in 
this moment and what I can connect with in this moment and how I can breathe 
that in and shine it as lov and offering to another, even on a day the sun 
doesn't rise, let me shine......

Let every word and all I touch include this moment of knowing, this softness of 
awakening, this rapture of life and lov, this blessing of god, within me, let me 
be the creation in righteousness , cause god loves righteousness , let me see 
that same creation within you, let's touch there, 
And remember........


Amen

GIBRAN-ON CHILDREN

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

prayer

And I think its not me....

Jesus comes and speaks so many times, can u not understand me, I speak 
plainly......

And in the tower of babel, when everyone didn't understand eachother ......

Do we speak plainly and are not understood ? 

I lay myself down to not speak my words, but receive  the words plainly that 
need to spoken thru me,

 I lay myself down and let the lord work thru me and come 
to the sick and the laden and give comfort and hear.......

I pray I should walk along side you so closely to know such a blessing....

This morning ,

 to you, I pray

and recceive already the blessing of the coming 
sunrise in your ever loving arms of air and wind that hold me with this new day 
.......

Amen !

prose 2013

What a full alive morning in the penthouse
And bike
And mass so very  moving.....

.I do love when gospels passages I read are spoken 
and I drink the blood and eat the body of christ and in the son/sun feel all  
that this day has to offer....

My goals are not to idle time in what I think is rightesness, but be that, step 
into it all, for our time is but a blink in the fabrics of eternity......

morning prayer -kmg 2013

Saturday morning, I light a birch inscent to fill the room with the smell of
fresh cut trrees in the forest,

I breathe deep and I can hear running water, I close my eyes and the birds are
there, chirping wanting to announce the sunrise through the leaves

Look for it
Look within
Look for something better, more
Grander, look and  drop into its totallness, its love, that speaks of
more........

Hot coffee is yet to touch my lips and I taste its familiarness.......

Budda, christ, they surround me and when I find their representations as I glace
to see , I smile, a better way tp be !

Good morning may your days know the joy of waking in the light of love, may your
heart know its yours, may you feel it with me and make it your own, may you be
blessed......

except from ramm dass with thoughts-kmg

Death as a vehiicle for awakening -ram dass

How can one deal with an area in the  realm of human existence that is not
conceptual  and try  to convey it thru concept....

In order to understand the stages of life and the process of dying
One needs a context, What is the meaning of it? , What am I doing here, because
having the understanding of ones purpose, allows one to make sense of the
process going on in their life, is it functional or dis functional?

Wheather  or not its useful  or not? , Are we so nieave to think that o n l y
that which gives pleasure is useful ? Yes there is incredible growth in
suffering, and I won't wish it on anyone....and yet when we look back on our own
lives, we see some of the most proufound growths in the most intense sufferings.

Are we not confronting a situation which is disperate from the model we have of
how one  thinks reality ought  to be?

Are we all caught avoiding sufferings when they hold the greatest growths ?

Morning thoughts

-

merton 2013

Reading becomes contemplative when, instead of reasoning, we abandon the
sequence of the author's thoughts in order not only to follow our own thoughts
(meditation), but simply to rise above thought and penetrate into the mystery of
truth which is experienced intuitively as present and actual.


Merton

kmg prose 2013

I finished keating and went to st john of the cross....he is a good grounding
before beatitudes...like the message is

Keating.....quiet god is not in what u know and he is not in the future that
isn't anywhere, he is now

St john....the yearning, the seperateness, is in the dark night saying find me
here....

And the beatitudes, the map the keys, the words that come thru you, as the
christ essense of who you are......

Ahhh... A good morning indeed !

prose-2013

And keating reminds me we wake everyday in god, where are we if not living the
words of christ and in huimanity connected to human spirit, living in love, the
christ of love, the existance in consciousness that's more than our false selves
Which is all in the doing created around our needs to keep neat and clean the
surrounding we have created, that need its running....

What does breaking out , look like giving of oneselve in service to love and
others and how can one balance both ? Are they one and thw same when u switch
the doing on from another place

Let's remind outselves, there is another place to be....

On grief

I think is a conscious community, conscious meaning other being who have touched 
connection in silence though a third force within that is the same within me....

Grief counseling would be done in silence......for I would look into the eyes of 
another, and together we would find the  formlessness soul that's still  
existing , part of all humanity, part of internal reflection and love........

Pain would be the self imposes path walking in fear and loss, the path of faith 
would be walking into the light where they are forgiven.......

Oh lord, make me an instrument of such healing, let it be thy will that I stand 
before three, in the hospital at cornell, and use me, dear lord, to be an 
instrument of healing.....let it be given to me when I open my mouth, I will 
worry not  what to say, and if this cup shall pass, and that should be thy will, 
then, dear lord, let me be such to my neighbor, and all the world.......

-k

on grief coaching

I get the vision of a sive, a strainer, one is pouring their pain into and  it 
comes back to them...

if one could catch that water, and hold it in comfort, long enough for another 
be feel lightened by the release and be able to find a fresh pool to pour 
out....only it would be poured into the bowl and therefore part of the pain 
being held.....

So this is teaching and this is listening together.......

Morning prayer

Lord, come to me fully 
Into my whole being and let me shine your love and speak your words today, to 
all I touch, let me touch many and look into the eyes of my neighbor and see you 
in all your glory......

Prose 2013

May we be blessed with endless sunrises, endless morning to be still enough

Still enough to see the ever change from the darkest of night to the liifting of 
the stars across the sky, pulled up into heaven, like children in the sky

May our days be many to turn ones inbreathe  around, and in the out breathe find 
the sound of the wind, the sound of silence....

May ones heart of days be  many to be lifted up in the stillness of the awaiting 
light....

-k

Prose 2013

What is born of flesh is flesh
And what is born in the spirit is spirit....

And in this there is such great heart and beauty....

I think of times when connection and true feeling made me feel connected to me, 
this world, all the light of love of everything.......

And I think its spirit that lifts up this morning, that smiles my face as I 
await sunrise in silence of
God......

-k

repost as wisdom is ageless............

The Soul Flaw

By; Rabbi Zalman Schachter


Every soul, truly a part of gods holy perfection, is possessed of a flaw.

This flaw, like the fire of an opal, is also that souls special charm and attraction.

The difference between the fire and the flaw is only in the refraction of the light.

What we consider the persons flaw can become a vice and that very same trait in a different light can become a virtue.

The souls main task is to work on and with the flaw...

One of the most crucial issues in the examination of ones conscience is the search for the awareness of the one basic flaw-glory

The flaw and glory are two sides of the same configuration of the soul.

It takes great vigilance to learn to move the flaw to the right light where the glory in it shows..

The areas of success are unfortunately not the areas of the test of life.

The flaw is multi- leveled so that when one manages to control its behavior it will show itself again in attitude and in the transfer of energy..

given that it becomes controlled in attitude,

it will show itself on the feeling plane

and once controlled there it will manifest

on the plane of thought

words on india

Grateful are we to come to varanassi in this time, when we usually don't travel 
to the city...for the ganges has risen and has not receeded, leaving children to 
open to a new experience, can it be called hardship with all they have been 
through, or just an unfolding of what's present in the moment. In there eyes 
they know, thru our efforts in times both good and bad, they are safe and 
loved...

Visiting the bal ashram, where I usually sit, under the thatched hut, welcoming 
all to share in the good works that we are doing, we find the hut completely 
under water and the visit takes place via row boat...we pass other row boats, 
and yet smiles are on all faces, and the yells of welcome come out from  julian 
and the team at the ashram as they meet us, waist deep in water, and sing ' ____ 
to our welcome...

Potatoes and onions are raised in piles to the upper floors, where the guest 
kitchen is being used for the 7 older boys who 'man the fort'. The younger ones, 
cast out for safety amognst those who know the feeling of being cast out who are 
residing in saranat, they welcome the younger boys, with open hearts as their 
brothers....

We gather both groups tommorow, to dry ground, with an offering to leave the 
small areas they are confirmed to , to the open spaces of bodh gaya..for two 
nights relief efforts.

The girls visit, with----- who keeps their spirits high, as they sing at our 
feet, and return to clean the house in hopes the water will receed soon ....

And today, we travel to the ecopark and will report on its findings....

prose

The stars are still out, as I quiet with busy hands arranging......

I silence to the little budda I brought back, its one with a smile....the smile
of unbearable compassion, and it touches.... My eyes catch those of christ, and
the unbearable compassion becomes available in  him, thru him, he did not come
to the righteous , but to the sinners, for in christ all are forgiven,all are
received,  must be not only hear the word but   be the words , for its what
comes from a man that is the man, for what we take in, we excrete...

 we can not know,
gifts
we can not know,

but open to within you, there  is all that you need, how will you access
it...... try something silent, listen...feel for love....try something new

prose

And there is great compassion
When I hear the story when the brothers were asked, 

Can you drink the cup I'm about to drink and be baptized with the cross I'm 
about to bear....

And they respond, , I can,
But until christ has risen, it is not him, but his father to choose, 
So he gives us the gift of compassion, its compassion, to say I can , to want to 
bear the unbearable, for connection to the beloved,  to sit on your right hand, 
to be received into heaven.....

song kmg

Where is the lord
Inside of me
In prayer he speaks
So heartfeltly

I praise you god
Upon this shore
Upon this beach
Forever more

Oh lord I'm here
For you  to see
Oh  gift to me
All that I can be..

Where is the sunrise
On this brand new day
What are these words
I sing this way

Let them be praise
Let them be light

You have so much to offer
You have a lovely voice
Full of life
To be heard.......

prose

Under the sky we are
And it was nature that was my friend
He's, movement and energy
Rises from the walks and paths

There is less distraction to the beauty ou can see, I am drawn ever more to that 
which I can feel"


And I have no thought, just the wind, though thoughts try to grab me, pathways 
to travel that blow in and out with the wind........

I am not those thoughts, for they are ever changing and while the light reflects 
an every changing me, I am always me......

Morning !!!

-kmg. Nyc. 2013

prayer kmg and marianne williamson

Dear god-

I give this day to u
May my mind stay centered on the things of spirit
May I not be tempted to stray from love

As I begin this day I open to receive you
Please enter where you already abide

May my mind and heart be pure and true and may I not  deviate from the things of 
goodness

May I see the love and innocence in all mankind

Behind the masks we all wear
And the illusions of this worldly plane

I surrender to you, my doings this day
I ask only that they serve you and the healing of the world
The healing of all the hearts and souls in turmoil now and flood 
Here in india and around your beautiful creation

May I bring your love and goodness with me
To give unto others
Where ever I go today

Make me the person you would have me be
Direct my footsteps and show me what you would have me do

Make the world a safer more beauyiful place
Heal us all

And use me, dear lord
That I might know the joy of being used by you

I pray for the light and souls of all these beautiful beings I share with here 
and now , make them strong, give them strength for their work is the power and 
the glory of mankind united in your compassion, show us the way


Amen

prose

thinking about personal needs being like fingers holding on tight to a bottle, 
if someone is trying to release the bottle from ur grip (like urself) by raising 
one finger at a time, when they go to raise the second finger the one before 
naturally regrips and its an unbreakable human cycle....instead better to move 
over to another place and releases the clinging of mind and understand there is 
no need to be attached to the bottle, but these knowing run deep and are inbreed 
in all of us as deep as our dna makeup but the ultimate work....

kmg 2013

india prose

And the day changes to the beginning of the dusk of the evening, indra, the tiny 
5 year old falls into my lap, I sit indian style on the floor and I sing, la-la 
lalalalalala, and rocks, he stills and boys swarm around me like the flies with 
oversized wings to around the ashram....

We reset the ipad for soman, and it is unsaid but understood that it will become 
his, as we create him a password with apple and he shares with his brothers all that he ffinds......

There us ravi who wants to teach me to play cricket on the roof, and vijay
who shows me dice, deepu who is 27,married at 19 and works as a teacher here, marriage is arranged as  his mother 
is ready for a woman to help her in house and the list goes on....

And life goes on
And time goes on
And this place will go on

prose 2013

And there is great compassion
When I hear the story when the brothers were asked, 

Can you drink the cup I'm about to drink and be baptized with the cross I'm 
about to bear....

And they respond, , I can,
But until christ has risen, it is not him, but his father to choose, 
So he gives us the gift of compassion, its compassion, to say I can , to want to 
bear the unbearable, for connection to the beloved,  to sit on your right hand, 
to be received into heaven.....

kmg