Theological reflections

THEOLOGICAL REFLECTIONS

I think  of the biblical story of Moses, who is exiled from Egypt and comes to a Hebrew village, a mountain side village of great believers In god, and how god speaks to him . He was a non believer, he

Understood his people had a strong belief in their god, but he did not have his own faith. Like my patient her faith was in that of the people around her and caring for her and in her life of giving and receiving but her faith was not in that of religious affairs and god.

The first recorded time that God spoke to Moses is described in Exodus 3:1-6.

Now Moses was keeping the flock of his father-in-law, Jethro, the priest of Midian, and he led his flock to the west side of the wilderness and came to Horeb, the mountain of God. 2 And the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a flame of fire out of the midst of a bush. He looked, and behold, the bush was burning, yet it was not consumed. 3 And Moses said, “I will turn aside to see this great sight, why the bush is not burned.” 4 When the Lord saw that he turned aside to see, God called to him out of the bush, “Moses, Moses!” And he said, “Here I am.” 5 Then he said, “Do not come near; take your sandals off your feet, for the place on which you are standing is holy ground.” 6 And he said, “I am the God of your father, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac

SPIRITUAL AFFAIRS:

Interesting I write affairs and not reflections.

I have great spirituality, I always have, from the time I read Judy Blum “are you there god, its me Margaret. I had a confirmed belief in something more than me, in god being affirmed, in prayer.

Having grown up with a Greek orthodox mother in large churches and having lived in a long island Jewish community I paid respect to both my mothers and fathers religions. My father being Jewish.

I remember when I married, while my father understood my love for Christ and the Gospels as a sort

Of calling through my prayers and poems that he joined me in, that wasn’t til later. I remember when I got married I asked the priest if he could limit the times he spoke Jesus name in my ceremony in order to respect my father standing by my sides religious beliefs,

Well that just didn’t happen and while I forgot the whole incident and felt perfectly at home with the ceremony we had, now thinking back on it I think how ridiculous it all sounds today. And I think of my patient who doesn’t want religious beliefs or have any spoken of to her, and yet loving thy neighbor as thyself or a marriage of great love joining or all the aspects of love and compassion are in god whether we call them that in Jesus” name or by a bedside, he is there.

kmg 2014

Gods grace
Is upon me as. I breathe the
Breath of knowing
Peace reigns as I become the light
atop a hill, this penthouse
And can not be hidden....

Emerge, spirit, I receive like a chersher cat and I give like the mountains and 
the volcano. I stand steady in u  and. I explode

May all goodness spark life- 

poem

(1230 - 1306)
English version by Serge and Elizabeth Hughes
 
O Love, divine Love, why do You lay siege to me?
In a frenzy of love for me, You find no rest.

From five sides You move against me,
Hearing, sight, taste, touch, and scent.
To come out is to be caught; I cannot hide from You.

If I come out through sight I see Love
Painted in every form and color,
Inviting me to come to You, to dwell in You.

If I leave through the door of hearing,
What I hear points only to You, Lord;
I cannot escape Love through this gage.

If I come out through taste, every flavor proclaims:
"Love, divine Love, hungering Love!
You have caught me on Your hook, for you want to reign in me."

If I leave through the door of scent
I sense You in all creation; You have caught me
And wounded me through that fragrance.

If I come out through the sense of touch
I find Your lineaments in every creature;
To try to flee from You is madness.

prose

The stillness of the morning overtaken me and. I sink into the blurred visions 
across the lake and not the house I am in

Reflection change as a moving wind lowly flips the reflection, like the way ur 
hand moves a fabrics up and down and it changes color....

Stillness knows also the duck who makes not a sound as its barely noticed, does 
the lake know the duck is on it, am I knowing for the lake and as much a part of 
nature in witness

Heaven on earth, is it a witness as christ fills us to be him ....

Lord, I pray I forgot everyday ur blessings so I may receive them again, for I 
was lost and now I'm found......

Amen

JOY

All the joy in life is a letting go , a holding  on is desire and a trap...
For desire is forward and all the juice of the suffering is in this moment...

What is the juice of the suffering of this moment-- faith, light, christ, elohim 
, Muhammad, Rahma , a calling, a sunrise, everything in which we are one in him, 
in each other, each other....

This moment I am alive as I watch the sea gull  splash into its landing, then 
sit and float like a paper boat I once made in the bathtub..like the yellow 
ducky we have all played with or wanted to...

All the joy in life.......

Homer

Even his griefs are a joy long after to one who remembers all that he
wrought and endured.

-- Homer

And what if all liking was just a remembering, what is a song that hits just the 
right cord of sexy, the right cord or peaceful, the right tune, the right 
vibraiton, what if it were just a time we already knew......

And when we come to christ its a map ?

Unconditional love is forgiving anything you can be or do and loving you all the 
same....can I do that for your father, I think I can. Mom ! 

Romeo and juliet

Whereto I have invited many a guest such as I love  and you amongst the store, 
one more, most welcome, makes my number more

At my poor house look to behold this night earth treading stars that make the 
dark heaven light 

-k

nouwen

When our need leads us to grab desperately for a place, when our unhealed wounds 
determine the atmosphere around us, we become anxious. But then we let our hurt 
remind us of our need for healing. As we dance and walk forward, grace provides 
the ground on which our steps fall. Prayer puts us in touch with the God of the 
Dance. We look beyond our experience of sadness or loss by learning to receive 
an all-embracing love, a love that meets us in everyday moments.

And so we wait patiently, if the situation requires it, watching for gifts to 
come where we are. Look at the wonderful exuberant flowers painted by Vincent 
Van Gogh. What grief, what sadness, what melancholy he experienced in his 
difficult life! Yet what beauty, what ecstasy! Our glory is hidden in our pain, 
if we allow God to bring the gift of himself in our experience of it. If we turn 
to God, not rebelling against our hurt, we let God transform it into greater 
good. We let others join us and discover it with us.

Nouwen

If we are more interested in acquiring knowledge than in connecting knowledge to 
practice, there will not be any benefit even if we become familiar with many 
spiritual ideas.

Thinley Norbu Rinpoche

prose

Went to church sunday and gave all the money in my wallet to the church 
colleciton

Then there was another collection and while my intentions are faced right, I 
still feel a lack of being able to put even a dollar in the second pot.


I feel the message was we can not always give what we don't realize is the most 
good, or we can not always realize the gifts when we do ....

amen-

prose

Our is a triune god, a god of the trinity of the holy spirit and the son who he 
became and god in us who is.


The teachings are not of a cafeteria catholic, but of love.....

The 'church ' of all times like the pharasees; jesus spoke to, like my sister in 
christ who died and experiences oneness , speaks of the soul, who's open to its 
journey of heaven by the knowledge ut has shared by living in love, living in 
christ. Living in love thy neighbor as thyself, living in help the poor, help 
the sick, serve , for the everlasting waters is the gift of the giving....

Wash not ur hands pharasees to come to my table, for all these rules ur soul 
doesn't save for heaven....live it on earth !

Amen

prose

This morning the prayer is how grateful I am for my life, ho rich the material 
of the fabric that woven allows for forgiveness
Allows for adventure in the giving
Opens to love-

My birthday is next week and how I enter the unknown equally  much as I have 
entered time
And I am that grateful

spiritual and theological reflection on my hospital paper this week

THEOLOGICAL RELFECTON

The theology I would like to share is the presence of god and the presence of light in a parrell. I have a strong belief that as the sun rises today, I see it in all its glory. The reflection of llight everywhere, in the hospital rooms, in my open heart of the morning. Ever flowing light rays shine on from this beautiful sun and I see it, even when the clouds are thick and the rain hovers above, I see this light as it is always there. It  is always rising somewhere , it is always beyond the clouds, it is always EXISTING. Even if you don’t see the actual light. It is a sort of heaven on earth, in every moment whether you see it or not, it is there. This in a large part guides my believe and feeling of gods presence within me and the work that I am drawn gratefully towards,

The theological reflections of this specific verbatim with CR leads me to the place of connecting light and healing. The internet is resourceful  as it mixes translations:

English Standard Version
Then shall your light break forth like the dawn, and your healing shall spring up speedily; your righteousness shall go before you; the glory of the LORD shall be your rear guard.

New American Standard Bible 
"Then your light will break out like the dawn, And your recovery will speedily spring forth; And your righteousness will go before you; The glory of the LORD will be your rear guard.

King James Bible
Then shall thy light break forth as the morning, and thine health shall spring forth speedily: and thy righteousness shall go before thee; the glory of the LORD shall be thy rereward.

Holman Christian Standard Bible
Then your light will appear like the dawn, and your recovery will come quickly. Your righteousness will go before you, and the LORD's glory will be your rear guard. 

International Standard Version
"Then your light will break forth like the dawn, and your healing will spring up quickly; and your vindication will go before you, and the glory of the LORD will guard your back.

Light and healing as theme here .

SPIRITUAL REFLECTIONS

Spiritually I interpret this visit in a sort of New Age healing. While the patient is jewish and in a lot of pain, I don’t believe singing, pastoral witnessing, leaving, would have brought on the best care. She was truly in pain and I believe I needed to align with her pain in understanding and offer her what I knew how in relief, and she could have  turned it down and said come back later and that would have been ok too. This 71 year old woman was open to the spiritual New Age Sound of a guided meditation to relieve pain. After she knew we were from two different faith traditions and after she access that she wasn’t up for a talking visit.

I believe god comes through me in a sort of way as in the teaching of the bible. We are all gods,

And when you open your mouth worry not what you will say for the words will be given to you in the time that you need to say them  matthew 16-20 kj version

( take no thought how or what ye shall speak: for it shall be given you in that same hour what ye shall speak. 20For it is not ye that speak, but the Spirit of your Father which speaketh in you.)

poem

Looking for Each Other

By Thich Nhat Hanh
(1929 - )

 

I have been looking for you, World Honored One,
since I was a little child.
With my first breath, I heard your call,
and began to look for you, Blessed One.
I've walked so many perilous paths,
confronted so many dangers,
endured despair, fear, hopes, and memories.
I've trekked to the farthest regions, immense and wild,
sailed the vast oceans,
traversed the highest summits, lost among the clouds.
I've lain dead, utterly alone,
on the sands of ancient deserts.
I've held in my heart so many tears of stone.

Blessed One, I've dreamed of drinking dewdrops
that sparkle with the light of far-off galaxies.
I've left footprints on celestial mountains
and screamed from the depths of Avici Hell, exhausted, crazed with despair
because I was so hungry, so thirsty.
For millions of lifetimes,
I've longed to see you,
but didn't know where to look.
Yet, I've always felt your presence with a mysterious certainty.

I know that for thousands of lifetimes,
you and I have been one,
and the distance between us is only a flash of thought.
Just yesterday while walking alone,
I saw the old path strewn with Autumn leaves,
and the brilliant moon, hanging over the gate,
suddenly appeared like the image of an old friend.
And all the stars confirmed that you were there!
All night, the rain of compassion continued to fall,
while lightning flashed through my window
and a great storm arose,
as if Earth and Sky were in battle.
Finally in me the rain stopped, the clouds parted.
The moon returned,
shining peacefully, calming Earth and Sky.
Looking into the mirror of the moon, suddenly
I saw myself,
and I saw you smiling, Blessed One.
How strange!

The moon of freedom has returned to me,
everything I thought I had lost.
From that moment on,
and in each moment that followed,
I saw that nothing had gone.
There is nothing that should be restored.
Every flower, every stone, and every leaf recognize me.
Wherever I turn, I see you smiling
the smile of no-birth and no-death.
The smile I received while looking at the mirror of the moon.
I see you sitting there, solid as Mount Meru,
calm as my own breath,
sitting as though no raging fire storm ever occurred,
sitting in complete peace and freedom.
At last I have found you, Blessed One,
and I have found myself.
There I sit.

The deep blue sky,
the snow-capped mountains painted against the horizon,
and the shining red sun sing with joy.
You, Blessed One, are my first love.
The love that is always present, always pure, and freshly new.
And I shall never need a love that will be called "last."
You are the source of well-being flowing through numberless troubled lives,
the water from your spiritual stream always pure, as it was in the beginning.
You are the source of peace,
solidity, and inner freedom.
You are the Buddha, the Tathagata.
With my one-pointed mind
I vow to nourish your solidity and freedom in myself
so I can offer solidity and freedom to countless others,
now and forever.

poem

Annunciation
by Marie Howe

Even if I don’t see it again — nor ever feel it
I know it is — and that if once it hailed me
it ever does–

and so it is myself I want to turn in that direction
not as toward a place, but it was a tilting
within myself,

as one turns a mirror to flash the light to where
it isn’t — I was blinded like that — and swam
in what shone at me

only able to endure it by being no one and so
specifically myself I thought I’d die
from being loved like that.

prose

There is no god in the moment that hold on so tightly to the house.... The 
gospels say save up not possessions on earth....and there is no god in 'my ego 
mind" thinking it the world around me explodes again, ill call everyone home and 
there is one.......

In essence ,  its the science of the matter not even existing.

What will be will be !!! It changes so often who am I to live in it, should I 
change so often when my life is but this moment ,

Next month I could, like all I work with in the hospital, get a diagnosis. Then 
what would I be holding on to ?

What feeds needs so strongly in the moment ? Fear ?

And as I work on myself isn't there too some pride, some honor, some respect I 
need a sliver of or should I need for nothing.....

I pray
Show me the way !

Prayer

I stand at the edge of the dock and I look 
What I see I feel
As words have expressions

They open, me, as christ fills my heart and I look and feel and my face  
breathes in a the emotion of grateful and I hear "peace I give to my, my peace I 
leave you.....

And there is desire-- as I have wants and give mes and fears, 

And I silence to them all, their story its always changing and my heart is 
always here.

Oh lord come to my assistance, have mercy on my soul.....is my prayer

-k

Post Poem

On Waking

By John O'Donohue
(1956 - 2008)

 

I give thanks for arriving
Safely in a new dawn,
For the gift of eyes
To see the world,
The gift of mind
To feel at home
In my life,
The waves of possibility
Breaking on the shore of dawn,
The harvest of the past
That awaits my hunger,
And all the furtherings
This new day will bring.

Poem kmg

The stillness of the morning overtaken me and. I sink into the blurred visions 
across the lake and not the house I am in

Reflection change as a moving wind lowly flips the reflection, like the way ur 
hand moves a fabrics up and down and it changes color....

Stillness knows also the duck who makes not a sound as its barely noticed, does 
the lake know the duck is on it, am I knowing for the lake and as much a part of 
nature in witness

Heaven on earth, is it a witness as christ fills us to be him ....

Lord, I pray I forgot everyday ur blessings so I may receive them again, for I 
was lost and now I'm found......

Amen

poem by kmg[

"Wrapped in the branches

They wind around me and a bouquet of wisteria shawdows the bench,

 the landing
whose colors bring their own light Leaves falling , falling, the birds wait their turn to pass They sing the winds song whose colors
warm my heart

QUOTE

The atmosphere in the room was transformed. In the man's fury we had experienced 
our own furies; we had seen the world as through a bomb bay. In Nhat Hanh's 
response we had experienced an alternate possibility: the possibility  of 
overcoming hatred with love, of breaking the seemingly endless chain reaction of 
violence throughout human history.

POEM Thich Nhat Hanh

Looking for Each Other By Thich Nhat Hanh (1929 - ) I have been looking for you, World Honored One, since I was a little child. With my first breath, I heard your call, and began to look for you, Blessed One. I've walked so many perilous paths, confronted so many dangers, endured despair, fear, hopes, and memories. I've trekked to the farthest regions, immense and wild, sailed the vast oceans, traversed the highest summits, lost among the clouds. I've lain dead, utterly alone, on the sands of ancient deserts. I've held in my heart so many tears of stone. Blessed One, I've dreamed of drinking dewdrops that sparkle with the light of far-off galaxies. I've left footprints on celestial mountains and screamed from the depths of Avici Hell, exhausted, crazed with despair because I was so hungry, so thirsty. For millions of lifetimes, I've longed to see you, but didn't know where to look. Yet, I've always felt your presence with a mysterious certainty. I know that for thousands of lifetimes, you and I have been one, and the distance between us is only a flash of thought. Just yesterday while walking alone, I saw the old path strewn with Autumn leaves, and the brilliant moon, hanging over the gate, suddenly appeared like the image of an old friend. And all the stars confirmed that you were there! All night, the rain of compassion continued to fall, while lightning flashed through my window and a great storm arose, as if Earth and Sky were in battle. Finally in me the rain stopped, the clouds parted. The moon returned, shining peacefully, calming Earth and Sky. Looking into the mirror of the moon, suddenly I saw myself, and I saw you smiling, Blessed One. How strange! The moon of freedom has returned to me, everything I thought I had lost. From that moment on, and in each moment that followed, I saw that nothing had gone. There is nothing that should be restored. Every flower, every stone, and every leaf recognize me. Wherever I turn, I see you smiling the smile of no-birth and no-death. The smile I received while looking at the mirror of the moon. I see you sitting there, solid as Mount Meru, calm as my own breath, sitting as though no raging fire storm ever occurred, sitting in complete peace and freedom. At last I have found you, Blessed One, and I have found myself. There I sit. The deep blue sky, the snow-capped mountains painted against the horizon, and the shining red sun sing with joy. You, Blessed One, are my first love. The love that is always present, always pure, and freshly new. And I shall never need a love that will be called "last." You are the source of well-being flowing through numberless troubled lives, the water from your spiritual stream always pure, as it was in the beginning. You are the source of peace, solidity, and inner freedom. You are the Buddha, the Tathagata. With my one-pointed mind I vow to nourish your solidity and freedom in myself so I can offer solidity and freedom to countless others, now and forever.

poem kmg

Wrapped in the branches
They wind around me and a bouquet of wisteria shawdows the bench, the landing 
whose colors bring their own light

Leaves falling , falling, the birds wait their turn to pass
 They  sing the winds song
 whose colors 
warm my heart 

Post

I was suppose to be at the benedictine monastery but i would not leave this week
it seems things that were once settled are not completely unsettled again
and i hear
god god
give me more pain so i can be closer to you

i lay down to thy will, for nothing is happening today
that isnt in you

This morning as I enter silence I enter with the monastery is a odd sort of 
way......as it just floats in how now would begin the first sit. With god on 
those holy mountains .....

May I be blessed with openness and goodness in the hospital today that I 
share.......may life be but today-

Post

Morning-
  Heavy breathe filled with hope and I sleep with the monks singing in my ears  
I un robe  and bring but Christ sword and shield for their wil be done-

Sufficient for the day are its own troubles- may I shine light on them for 
others and find my cup filled in the emptying.......

My prose

A psalmist is a singer of the psalms
Bless me with the words
Bless me with song

I sing song of mary tune

Christs will
Christs will

I feel reborn in christ today
Christs will 
Christ will
Let there be joy in christs will today

"
And it sings on, cause its just song and I sing and I love and I'm grateful !

Prose not my own

The atmosphere in the room was transformed. In the man's fury we had experienced 
our own furies; we had seen the world as through a bomb bay. In Nhat Hanh's 
response we had experienced an alternate possibility: the possibility  of 
overcoming hatred with love, of breaking the seemingly endless chain reaction of 
violence throughout human history.

POEM FROM 2001

"Words so clear
Thoughts so smart
Should they bring light
To what we can't see
Should they expose
What's in the dark

Words of love
Thoughts of giving
Do they brighten out future
Or judge  how we are living

Kmg 2001

Poem

Love After Love

By Derek Walcott
(1930 - )


The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

TITTLE

If she's amazing, she won't be easy. If she's easy, she won't be amazing. If
she's worth it, you wont give up. If you give up, you're not worthy... Truth
is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth
suffering for.

Prayer

When I reach for the holy words. To be filled I move to quickly thru the gospels 
and the psalms

Have I been with you all this  time and still you do not know me?

The kingdom of god in within you

Luke and john preach the seeing of Christ in life today, for what if 
illumination were to grab your heart today and shine with love almighty s 
presence, would you be open to feel and see ?

So enter the psalms

For god alone my soul waits in silence, for my hope is from him

62.5

Poerm

I pick up a book for a couple years ago,
Writing so deep I read them and they become me again

Ammends; was its own page that resignates so strongly I wait---

"What harm must I be forgiven in the name of love?

Is the question I ask
And the answer I write is;

Move aside the love and journey of another to complete my own.

-K

Poem

Dear lord
I have faith u hold me now
And lead me where I need to be
Christ hear our prayer
Its for the children
For all the world beyond me

Let me be but a vessel of ur love
Let me shine that love with every sunrise
With every breathe I am blessed to take.

I lay down all my concerns to the moment to share what u have laid out for me, 
and those treasures are more than I can measure

Amen

prose

Eyes unclouded by knowing
I think into the wind 
And my face blows back and my braids feel ancient....

The sun, not quite up yet, I turn back on and breathe emotion, as the spirit of 
me moves or becomes me, 

Fill thy soul with oneness
Draw from the everlasting well of compassion
Peace and good will today !

prose

And I see myself,
I am the same
I didn't ask for a great love
Or six kids
And I never stopped the wishing
And look what is upon me,
I am the same.

Prose

Sunrise was beautiful but it was hard to stay silent..or find it...thw wind 
helps, I can not desern where its blowing, I know its there

At the tip of the island, where the  waters meet it rushes past my ears and I 
listen....

POEM

Love After Love

By Derek Walcott
(1930 - )


The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

-k

Prayer

Desire ?
What is desire but a lack of faith ?
God is already here and felt in every. Action of love, shared in god-

Let god act- let him bring u into love and pull not away from what u think is 
righteousness, for allow the universe toi swaddle u as you allowed as a child-

Yea he who become most like child will enter the kingdom of heaven

The kingdom of heaven is here on earth in the sunrise- in the eyes of thy 
neighbor-

Amen

prayer

And christ cried the tears
When he proclaimed if u were my fathers children then u would lov me

And we all love in christ 
When we love 
And through him we pray
That we can be the blessings
In all their forms.....

Amen

Bible study

“This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us.”

 1 John 3:16

Prayer

Savior, let us love in action, not in just words.  We know that true love demonstrates itself in selfless giving expecting nothing in return.  Sometimes it’s easier for us to say that we would die for someone than it is to live for them by loving them through our sacrifices.  God, let us love like Jesus by laying down our lives for others. 

Prayer

When I am in god, closer to god, have Jesus fully in my heart- I need less for 
anything-


 the sunrise and silence is enough

When I am filled with holy prayer and I am content with the breathe I need for 
naught, 


it is given to me,


 it draws from within

So when I say I want
Or I desire
Or I need.......

Hear me praising you, 
dear lord


in the human form, 
hear me saying, 


fill me with u

fill me with everlasting waters 
pour into me what i can not hold put
pour out in service
in sacrifice
in suffering
in love
in sharing
so i can know 
only what is compassion
what is heaven on earth

Prayer

On a sense there is a transparency- 

Only when we become transparent and let all things speak for themselves can 
their voices be heard and their true forms appear.

Its dulled from a confidence, thru weakness, loneliness and separation of complete 
glory to hibernation I have touched something I know not yet what, 

prayer

god is love.....

Love leans u into the unknowing and towards goodness and the unknown which is 
full of sorrow and. Full of faith....

I pray that peace in love everlasting and not in this moment as how I

Should  
feel-

ENERGY

like the summers ocean, I have gotten 
so close to the motions  of the tides that the waves of the sea are much more 
smoothing then those of the city !!! 

prayer

My work thru christ is being married to the giving, that his hands might use 
mine, that his heart might  fill mine, that all I should know is the light of 
christ who shines thru me

That love, in its greatest depths can be shined on

 in suffering and that 
grateful am I to know such pain to know such love.

Blessed be the works I do so I may know the depths of peace 
Which through u is everlasting

Lord, I  pray today, that mercy can be found,in me, thru me, with me, so my 
tears may be that of grace,  with no end.......

Amen

prayer

When I am in god, closer to god, have jesus fully in my heart- I need less for 
anything- the sunrise and silence is enough

When I am filled with holy prayer and I am content with the breathe I need for 
naught, it is given to me, it draws from within

So when I say I want
Or I desire
Or I need.......

Hear me praising you, in the human form, hear me saying, fill me with u

Amen 

I am here
I see the reflection of the sunrise and. I want to climb over the trapeses I
need to , to be in it-

Silence is my friend- pray she comes to me  with her gifts of ever lasting lov-
that which is in her promise and peace

prose

I pray thanks this morning for the lord, thru. Christ who brings me here, to the 
window to look upon love and the reflection of the cross of life-


My heart is open to no story that is ever changing but to the remains of the 
love u have left for me, in my heart, that I am here to share.....

My heart yearns for the sunrise and in that yearning  is all of the Births with 
me ....

-k

House

I lie here still in bed
I love my new rooms so much
They just sprang to life...they already existed, this new space always within 
me, every small detail, the trumpet against the treasure boxes, the large brown 
hat falling over the pillows, the sea island bag, and marsh pictures by the 
color of the flowers and the wood of the cross

Makes me sad too !!! For great joy pull from the heart the depth of sadness it 
knows, from here I give. 

Prose

I am growing up and my voice has become so authentically  me.

And not me, for how can I say this shell of a body knows anything but the peace 
of silence and the song of words, I know. Not but in feeling til there are 
shared, and then for me I read them again and its a dance with myself.

prose

I am not alone
Christ is in my heart
Speaking

I walk the street. Wipe a tear from a homeless woman, andshake hands in exchange 
with
Another......

I an. Not alone
For he Is with me,  in me, speaking thru me

In. Emotion, it grasps my heart
And I need only to be in nature
And I am grateful

Oh lord I'm a sinner
And  its not in what I do
Its in fear that I don't have
Full trust  and full faith
To lay myself down  to you
Like the birds of the air.. 
And know that you will just take care of me, 

My praise, is that I love you, and know all goodness abides in you, --your 
scriptures are holy,  may the blessed  holy spirit engite in me   as I hear 
them, let me see,  Christ Jesus rising  with every sunrise,
Whether I can see the sunrise  or not

and the gospel speaks of those with  sin for they have seen things many wanted 
to see or heard the words many wanted to hear but did not....

Jesus has already died for the sin within me I can not control, show me the way 
to be so full there is 
Room for naught...


Dear lord, I pray for your assistance , attune me to your love and glory 
Let me be your servant in faith, in love, oh holy spirit, pour out my cup, show 
me the way, fill up what's  empty , a. Baptism in everlasting waters......

Have mercy on my soul.

Amen

prose

I light sage, and breathe-
Its to cleanse the space
In silence as I am trying to hear gods voice-

I am calm,  I am, I exist beyond the doing, inside is a dance, a song, in. A 
kiss.......

dante-steven mitchell

The love of God, unutterable and perfect,
      flows into a pure soul the way that light
      rushes into a transparent object.
The more love that it finds, the more it gives
      itself; so that, as we grow clear and open,
      the more complete the joy of heaven is.
And the more souls who resonate together,
      the greater the intensity of their love,
      and, mirror-like, each soul reflects the other.

dante

“O grace abounding and allowing me to dare
to fix my gaze on the Eternal Light,
so deep my vision was consumed in it!

I saw how it contains within its depths
all things bound in a single book by love
of which creation is the scattered leaves:

how substance, accident, and their relation
were fused in such a way that what I now
describe is but a glimmer of that Light.” 
― Dante Alighieri, Paradiso

dante_

“O you, who in some pretty boat,
Eager to listen, have been following
Behind my ship, that singing sails along

Turn back to look again upon your own shores;
Tempt not the deep, lest unawares,
In losing me, you yourselves might be lost.

poem KMG

There is no end game in christ
He grasps my heart in lov and emotion and leaves me yearning for more

I pray in praise, lord to know such a feeling and have ur Messinger here on 
earth share that glory of god in man, peace, cupeth  overflowing.....

There is no end game in christ, for he already died for our sins and what but 
persecution do we self inflict to NOT glorify the life he has laid out for 
us.....

With every sunrise I can only illuminate  as much as I empty to his,  thy will 
be done.

poem

Today u watch the unfolding sky and I realize its always a little different 
and I relish the same...

I have faith today.......
As I wait for the gift of the sunrise and pray

Lord have mercy hear my praise, I reach for u as the only way-the highest 
good whose gift is everlasting waters to. Fill my cup to overflowing and 
with the rise of your light , christ jesus , rises in my heart and we are 
all one !

Amen

poem

My bare  feet carry me across crab grass, ant farms, sandy paths and connect the 
waves to my  body.

And u glorify god in me

Where did it go, I ask as I look up....find me now...and how easy it is,  here 
on the beach yearning for the sunrise....can I say its an easy journey, christ 
fills my heart already I close my eyes to see....

Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven, for I know 
I have nothing here on earth but treasures ....

Bird who flock across the sky in waiting, I humble to grateful for all the  
treasures I share as I 
 take up my cross 

 Its in love I pour on earth.that I receive may there be no room for more  
else.....,..for. The  kingdom on earth is living this love in waiting, for who 
can hold all but this moment, 
Except know it is there.....

-k

poem kmg

I walk not alone
Oh lord hear my prayer

The birds of the air
Walk beside me
We join to praise u

Seaside is my baptism in you
For I am reborn. In christ with a heart connected. To u, in giving

Come to my assistance
I have no control

For in circles I walk the beach in time, and the sunrise-
its infinite  light- 

poem

Don't push away ur work. With within, everything is a chance to improve, the 
hardest struggles will be ur deepest growth ....ur have come so far and we all 
have but touched the beginning of our journey- -k 

poem kmg

I jump over a crab and I say still awake- 
I stretch , in a long dress I fold in half, I feel the vibrations of a runner, I 
look up to sleek body and I see how the legs are almost bouncing and I say, yes 
awake
Me too

Alive and aware that there is a deeper reality which is holy and in an 
understanding I don't know, I can just say
Light
Everlasting waters
I'm in service to this awakeness
And I am peace !

quote

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything. They just 
make the best of everything they have.

prose

and what is most noticed...... alone-

just the appetites of the body, who sun serves as an 
eliher and puts her to rest early.....

prose kmg

Forgive him father, he knows not what he does-

n order to discipline the mind,  it is essential to devote part of one's life to 
the practice of meditation. Disciplines are stepping - stones,  but they are not 
a way of solving problems.  The mind's cunning tricks are endless; therefore one 
should develop one's own way of freeing oneself from frivoloussness. Meditation 
provides an immediate opportunity to bring one's neuroses to the surface,  
examine them,  work with them,  and recognize them as materials of the path 
rather than villains.

Trungpa

The material I work with now is home- rationally I can not understand it, and in 
a deep sense I , myself , lost my childhood home, and have always wrote about 
creating one when I had kids. I remember I poem I wrote that was several pages 
in rhyme about the home I would create to house our six kids that they would 
have forever...  I remember why I didn't want any mortgage on it, I remember 
what drive me to build it, pregnant with my bare hands.

Forgiveness- 

poem KMG

There is a completion, one speaks about , a perfection, a compete open in to 
wisdom -

The Bhagavad Gita speaks as to Arjuna, can't  seem to 'hold' all of Krishna. 
Enough to remember, 

And Christ, pours out everlasting waters, are we born again thru them,  are they 
in the cup, whose thru life sorrow deepens,endours,  empties  in mercy, to be 
fulled, to quench the thirst for what is most  holy, most meaningful, to bear 
fruits of salvation , must the cup be ever filling,  in the giving, we pour out 
in love to thy neighbor, and we make space,  we make space for continuum.

prose

The star are out in full force as  listen to the beautiftutes  

" But I say to u love ur enemies
Bless those who curse u...."

It brings tears my lips taste as I. Scan thru nasty emails...the tears come from 
what fills my heart , the stars light the way of knowing, and allow me 'not' to 
respond, grateful, that nothing is happening, or will happen,  no matter what 
words come into my box

But I see what I catch myself wanting to say, its strong,not stronger than he 
good in me there is space, growing, seeds have been planted and I'm growing 
higher on the branches 

GOOD MORNING--------DANTE

I have been in that heaven
The most illumined  by light from him

And have seen things which to  utter one who returns  has neither skill nor 
knowledge

For as it nears the object of its yearning, our intellect  is overwhelmed so 
deeply it can never retrace the path that it followed.... but what so ever of 
the holy kingdom was in the  power of memory to treasure will be my theme until 
the song has  ended"

Beautiful !!!!

prayer

“I will see you again and you will rejoice, and no one will take away your joy.”
 John 16:22

The prayer comes to me as gift-
As Read my own message in these holy words this morning as

Cometo my, my child, come back to me fully and no one will take away ur joy

Stop thinking anything can happened to u outside of me
Be in me and I will adide in u

You will rejoice !!!

-k

bible

“And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Now the dwelling of God is 
with men, and he will live with them.  They will be his people and God himself 
will be with them and be their God.”
 Revelation 21:3

prayer

I realize as I wait for the sunrise, the depths of grief, for one minute there 
is it, 
Grief in judging  good and bad as its all we know, the form we are attached to ?   
and there is good and bad, we say- yet good doesn't become evil- a divided house 
is not a house of thieves, , just a house divided

And can the deer teach the turtle its swiftness , they are both loved equally by 
god, who relieves himself 
 how
To us all 
we can not know 
But can a mouth speaking to defile find the words of his heart-

isn't it only oneself who hears the words spoken from within...

And is that love-

Dear lord,
Keep me in grateful
Do not turn ur gaze from me
As evil is strong around me. I am david crying for your eyes to look upon me so 
I may be only in repentance...

Bear your fruits, grateful, thru me,
in  seeking the blessing they offer in the giving,

Thank u for  I also see the roots of the tree which also seek in receiving the 
water and this also is a growing.....

Oh lord let me be the watering and the fruits for ur love  is sweet and 
sorrowful- ...

Amen-

prose

Peace is upon me as I breathe-
The sun fills my vision and poems come singing along side-
Sounds of water fill times space,
And inbetween the vibration is peace !

prose redefined

Heaven is awakening  in the morning
Its fire. Though it doesn't warm, it rises and speaks of itself thru it all.

It will stay orange, unto itself, who color doesn't take on anything. Whose 
light brings into sight, what one might not have seen

Heaven on earth
If only in the morning time
Connecting mornings with another
And for the briefest moment-
We are one with it all.
Timeless days will pass til
We meet again-
Stay with me
be me

Let no tongue  defile
Let no darkness come into
Your light
Breathe me- oh holy spirit
Lov-

prose

Heaven is awakening  in the morning
Its fire. 
Though it doesn't warm,
 it rises 
From within
and speaks of itself 
thru it all.

It will stay orange,as long as it awakening  , in a  color it doesn't know- it 
doesn't take on anything-  Whose light it brings into sight, 
what one might 
not have seen

Heaven on earth
If only in the morning time
Connecting mornings with another
And for the briefest moment-
We are one 
with it all.
And its enough.......
To praise this glory-

Timeless days will 
pass 
Stay with me
be me

Let no tongue  defile
Let no darkness come 
Your light
Breathe me- 
oh holy spirit
Lov-
I am !!!!!!!!!


Its always been in the silence
Kmg

prose

A time of oppression
God will act
What is but any heart suffering if not in christ that we reach a deeper heart
Corozon 
So wise,  know nothing and repentance be  the  only road I know
At a crossroads between
The baptism of repentance,
An emersion in water....

Will I too pass thru the red sea or will I remain forever at waters edge in 
prayer with enemy forcing mee toward.... 

I don't entertain flee but I come to closer terms with it and find a deeper 
forgiveness for my mothers journey as I can not understand her pain or what she 
might have been facing...I just don't know. Maybe for me the lesson already 
happened and I forsake all for the betterment of my children and their souls 
entrusted to me,
Therefore thy will be done and what fear is in that ?

sad noble cause

Sad noble cause


Yours is not the less noble because no drum beats before you when you
go out into your daily battlefields, and no crowds shout about your
coming when you return from your daily victory or defeat.

-- Robert Louis Stevenson

prose

there is a turning point  in the morning, beforw the sunrise an unsuspecting 
guest might not know what was to happen, until there is a spot,  a cloud, a 
reflection of light,grander than anywhere else across the sky...

Grateful ! Today I call it grateful- for this house,  to sleep with the doors 
open and hear the laughter of my kids,
Grateful,  for my health and my comfort and all the wealths am afforded, 
Grateful for whatmy tongue speaks and my heart feels, for the goodness and love 
and joy to sparkle into the kingdom of heaven and the legs and strength and 
blessings to grab onto the stars that lift me out and into the kingdom of 
heaven.


Grateful now for the silence
The peace
The sunrise
grateful to breathe in the moist air of love, to ask for christs presence, show 
me the way.....

-k

prose

I'm moving to the enoullment of this marriage, its dissolution  is so we can 
share something greater in the love of this world and with the children we were 
suppose to make...we don't share love with each other, just schedules and 
errands (and that's one way)

... Can it be that I walk thru the gospels here now as my suffering to 
salvation, that my action be the christ In me having a chance to find itself....

 As I open my heart to each lesson and not be the human reaction that I am...

It looks like laying myself down to the greatest good, it looks like a surrender   
(not a washmat) yet humble, with a grateful heart for the signs and the words to 
think,  a surrender of releasing ....letting my faith (and team) take over and 
trusting a just a bit more....

-k

prose

An extremely beautiful morning,  while the sunrise hids itself, u know its there 
are it speaking to the clouds above it, just the wind blows  by its light, and 
the sea calms, to a flutter....

And I wake into the story of paul, how he was  accused  of one thing, and yet 
spoke the words of christ as his lesson and worried not about a defense. 

Words came to him and he was affirmed in god.....

Today I pray the strength the apolostles...of each of those you  called to be 
besides your only begotten  son, christ jesus,  to hear .... And he said, you 
have heard and still don't believe, while many will have not heard and believe.

Aren't we all called somehow. Holy spirit praise be to god

 Do we clean ourselves enough to open
,  it always me
I am

prose

Any now it is having a special relationship in the horizon, am I not in that 
light

Beams down from heaven, pink light shines ever so on the oceans place- that its 
a vortex and something. Is also rising up.......

And the book of job- 
The lord says he rains on where there is no man,on the just and the unjust, all 
children of god....

prose

Can every moment be tied together by shoestrings and create beauty as they go, 
that we look back on and cherish when it is infinite ?

Prayer-Prose

I believe---


I believe all life, vibrate at a higher pitch, more expansive emotions, in great 
light and connection to nature, beauty,

I believe that true human relationships are a recognizing and share only the 
flow and eb of its greater good, ....

And I don't think my body is meant not to be touched, but that could be washed 
away in temptation  and sacrifice if I take prayer to another level, or if it 
takes me.......

Its. A glorious day to praise god...I start with merton.;
I think that I am following ur will, does that mean that I am actually doing so 
? 

I also believe that the desire to please you, does in fact, please you,and hope 
I have that  desire in all that I am doing. I hope I will never do anything 
apart from that desire....and I know that if I do this you will lead me by the 
right road though I may know nothing about it. 

Amen 

Prayer

The. Present burden of our trial is enough, and earn us an eternal weight of 
glory beyond all comparison, 
We do not fix our gaze on what is seen but on what is unseen, what is seen is 
transitory; what is unseen lasts forever....

This is the word of the lord...

Are you returning?

This recognition and awakening are often called the merging of the luminosity of 
ground and path, or the merging of the luminosity of mother and child. Through 
the power of genuine training in the bardo of meditation this recognition occurs 
as naturally and instinctively as a child jumping onto his mother’s lap: the 
mother and the child know one another, so there is no doubt, no hesitation. This 
recognition occurs instantaneously. A tantra declares: “In one moment, the 
difference is made. In one moment, complete enlightenment is attained.â€
S

prayer

So why does my space have an expiration time ? Why can I not hold on thru the storms at night....

U know, I am such a sinner to think for one second I am so together, and allow the devil to get in and thrust me from my christ heart.

"And the lord said beware, he comes dressed amongst in sheeps clothing, but inside they are raveenous wolfs--, you will know them by their fruits.

And blessed virgin mary who is mother to us all including m I pray to u for ur son in him find a way to shine light where there is only darkness so I can stay in ur peace, "the dust can not praise you "

Amen

poem 2014

Intimate

I think to the most intimate thoughts
to return to the depths of my heart where I  feel the most, it settles time
Moments
Minutes and makes the
Tanameter  tune to the song birds
And the air I breathe in
Is thick
  And still

            And intimate


Kmg 2014

pema choden

Recently, in a friend’s kitchen I saw on the wall a quotation from one of
Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche’s talks, which said: “Hold the sadness and pain of
samsara in your heart and at the same time the power and vision of the Great
Eastern Sun. Then the warrior can make a proper cup of tea.”

I was struck by it because when I read it I realized that I myself have some
kind of preference for stillness. The notion of holding the sadness and pain of
samsara in my heart rang true, but I realized I didn’t do that; at least, I had
a definite preference for the power and vision of the Great Eastern Sun. My
reference point was always to be awake and to live fully, to remember the Great
Eastern Sun—the quality of being continually awake. But what about holding the
sadness and pain of samsara in my heart at the same time?

The quotation really made an impression on me. It was completely true: if you
can live with the sadness of human life (what Rinpoche often called the tender
heart or genuine heart of sadness), if you can be willing to feel fully and
acknowledge continually your own sadness and the sadness of life, but at the
same time not be drowned in it, because you also remember the vision and power
of the Great Eastern Sun, you experience balance and completeness, joining
heaven and earth, joining vision and practicality.

gospel

In the gospel of matthew jesus syas to one of th diciples
Oh look who is here, an israelitte indeed and he says
how do u know me
And jesus said, when u were underr the fig tree I saw u,

Oh I believe u are the christ he says... And jesus contues to ask do u believe
because I said I saw u under the fig tree, that u will see greater things than
these....

What are ur signs today to do gods woirk in the world, share his words so they
burn thru u to the depth u are opening..... Open and be free
.....feel......love.....touch....laugh......held.....receive !

mark nepo

It's as if what is unbreakable - the very pulse of life -
waits for everything else to be torn away,
and then in the bareness that only silence
and suffering and great love can expose,
it dares to speak through us and to us.

It seems to say,
if you want to last,
hold on to nothing.
If you want to know love,
let in everything.
If you want to feel the presence of everything,
stop counting the things that break along the way.

Mark Nepo                   

prose

There's a certain smell,
Sort of an intimate mix
That I want to breathe in more deeply,
I'm not sure
On this beach
Watching sunrise swirl behind clouds testing its existence...

And the waves don't stop
They make me seem small
A drop in time
A chair in the sand, that will carry eternity......

I think to hire a full time assistant and unencomber  the details of my life
only I  think to ask liz to do it cause I'm too emcombered so it doesn't
happen...

And I laugh...at myself....
Cause I am happy !

Blessed are the merciful
For they shall obtain mercy
Dear lord, that all I know if a yearning toqards ur mercy.....

Amen !

prose

There is no bitterness in me, christ washes it away in the sunrise, I'm grateful
to be here, have my kids with me, feel love in   my heart, and even while all
are fighting, and all are creating frustrating situations for themselves
presented for me to solve, I wouldn't trade it for anything.. And I won't solve
them either or be anyone I am not or have never been.

I am me, and I love me, and I am a very lovable me, and I am so grateful to be
busy in the giving in the hospital in sept, to be distracted, not. Idle hands or
idle mind.

Now, here, I enjoy the silence , I allow the fullness of the experience to be
taken to god and I'm learning to trust.

Signs, readings, gifts, messages, baron sermons,  mother theresas book I just
got, sarah youngs devotionals, singing in the chapel, words they call out ,
senses, they blind me, so I can see !!!

foregivness

Really I have nothing to say that doesn't defile me. I don't need to be the
victim - I don't need to speak shock factor- it just is and has been for a
while. Should I humble and say I just couldn't fix it ? God and church call it
an  annulment as we. Aren't Sharing love with each other or the world together ?
We were put together to make the. Children and then what ? Does he raise me to
my highest good ?

Child raising is done at least for him, so what is left ? Emptiness, resentment,
what is there to say, really nothing... What m is doing now, I have no  control
over so why speak about ? Its too much pain for another or its not theirs to
share. Let me share love and be christ when I speak- let me. Find words. Of
foregiveness....

prose

I'm not sure grief-foregiveness- mind wants to label-

Got a feeling that grabbed me with emotion-  in church this morning it was the
blessed mother and jesus and me and matthew all swirlingin each role, and I was
being persecuted and I was the blessed mother and I was matthew being persecuted
for what he does not yet see and the blessed mother was crying for her son and
her son was matthew and I was the mother and there was jesus dying for thsese
sins that are within us,  and it all brings on such sadness and when there is
peace from this sadness its empty and its full and time can pass til sunset and
nothing happened !

Thomas aquinas Book of Job Commentary

prayer......study.....


And it has come to be known in me that the morning stars, the lower part of heaven who are called to praise god join together heaven and earth some way and I am part of that within me with every early morning rise I sing into and it bring a tear of great happiness....

Such solitude, wind, connection, love all joined together in this moment....

So each lesson thomas aquinos writes is quite lengthy but I take one a day....and read it day and night here in mexico as a 'internal study"

Each lesson breaks down every few sentences of the bible book of job  t

.. Below is first lesson, but requires time and silence..and reflection.....
----------------------
CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT: GOD RESOLVES THE QUESTION

The First Lesson: What Can Man Understand?

1 Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind and said: 2 Who is that man who envelops his opinions with inept arguments? 3 Gird up your loins like a man. I will question you and you answer me. 4 Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth? Tell me, if you have understanding, 5 who determined its measurements, if you know it? Or who stretched the measuring line upon the earth? 6 On what were the bases of the land sunk or who has laid the cornerstone 7 when each of the morning stars praised me, and all the sons of God shouted for joy? 8 Who shut up the sea with doors when it burst forth as though coming from a womb, 9 when he laid out the clouds as its clothing, and I wrapped it in fog like the swaddling clothes of an infant? 10 I surrounded it with my limits and placed the bar and the doors. 11 And I said: Thus far shall you come and you will not proceed further and here shall your proud waves break. 12 After your rising, did you command the dawn and have you shown the dawn its place?

After the discussion of Job and his friends about divine providence took place, Eliud had assumed to himself the office of determining the answer, contradicting Job in some things and his friends in others. But because human wisdom is not sufficient to understand the truth of divine providence, it was necessary that this dispute should be determined by divine authority. Since Job thought correctly about divine providence, but in his manner of speaking he had gone to excess that he had caused scandal in the hearts of the others when they thought that he did not show due reverence to God, therefore, the Lord, as the determiner of the question, contradicts the friends of Job because they did not think correctly, (42:7) Job himself for expressing himself in an inordinate way, (v. 3ff. and Eliud for an inadequate determination of the question. (v.2) So the text continues, “The Lord answered Job,” because this answer was more on his account, although he had not spoken immediately before. Then he shows the manner of response saying, “out of the whirlwind,” which can certainly be understood according to the literal sense to mean that the voice of God was formed miraculously in the air by some disturbance of the air, as happened on Mt. Sinai in Exodus20:18, or like the voice which spoke to Christ, which some said, “was like a clap of thunder,” as one reads in John 12:29. Or this can be understood metaphorically, so that this answer of the Lord is an interior inspiration divinely given to Job himself, and so the Lord is said to have answered him, “out of the whirlwind,” both because of the disturbance which he still suffered and also because of the darkness which accompanies a whirlwind, since we cannot perceive divine inspiration clearly in this life, but with the darkness of sensible likenesses, as Dionysius says in chapter I of The Heavenly Hierarchy. The Lord indicated this if he had made his voice sensibly heard from a corporeal whirlwind.

Once a dispute has been determined by the opinion of the judge, nothing else remains to be said unless the statement of the determination is rejected. So the Lord first rejects the determination of the question which Eliud had made. He rejects it because Eliud had enveloped the true opinions which he had proposed with many false and frivolous words, and so the text continues, “He said: Who is that man who envelops his opinions with inept arguments?” In his arguments Eliud had accused Job of saying he wanted to dispute with God and said that he was just do vigorously that he seemed to detract from the justice of the divine judgment.

So after the Lord rejected the determination of Eliud, he himself begins to determine the question. First, he gets Job’s attention when he says, “Gird up your loins like a man,” which here is used as a metaphor. For men usually gird up their loins in preparation for a journey or some work.

First, he begins in his determination to accuse Job for seeming to have spoken presumptuously when he provoked God to discussion. Since Job seems to have given God two options when he said, “Call me and I will answer you, and let me speak and you answer me,” (13:22) and as Job had already said enough, the Lord, as though he choosing the second alternative, says, “let me speak and you answer me.” God certainly does not question to learn, but to convince man of his ignorance.

He questions Job about his effects which are accessible to the experience of the human senses. When a man is shown to be ignorant of these, he is much even convinced that he does not have knowledge of the higher realities. Among other sensible effects he begins to ask about the principle parts of the earth. Of these earth is more known to us because it is more immediate to our experience. He begins to ask him about this and says, “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?” He rightly compares the earth to a foundation because as a foundation is the lowest part of a building, so also the earth is the lowest of bodies and it lies under everything. Since the earth is the principal matter of the human body, matter precedes in time that which is made from it, and even more the plan of the artisan who puts together the matter precedes it. So he clearly says, “Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth,” as if to say: You cannot know the plan of the foundation of the earth, because when the earth was laid on its foundation you did not yet exist in the nature of things.

Consider that some of the ancients did not attribute the position of the earth and of the other elements to some ordering plan, but to material necessity, according to which the heavy elements sank under the light ones. So to disprove this opinion, the Lord as a consequence compares the foundation of the earth to the foundation of a building. This foundation is constructed from the plans of the architect. In the same way the foundation of the earth was made according to divine providence, which human intelligence is not capable of understanding fully. He makes this clear when he says, “Tell me, if you have understanding,” as if to say: Therefore, you cannot indicate the reason for these things because your intelligence is not capable of grasping them. Consider that an artisan puts four things in order in the foundation of a building. First, he orders how large the foundation ought to be. In the same way, divine reason has disposed how great a quantity the earth should have, and not larger or smaller. He expresses this saying, “Who determined its measurements,” in all its dimensions. He clearly says, “determined,” for the shape of the earth does not require a certain quantity by necessity, but this quantity was only imposed on the earth from divine reason, which man cannot know. So he says, “If you know it,” since man cannot know or tell this. Second, an artisan puts in order in his plan the determination of the site of the foundation, which he encompasses by the extension of the measuring line, and so he says, “or who stretched the measuring line upon the earth?” This means the plan of divine government which clearly determined the place for the earth in the parts of the universe. Third, after the artisan has determined the size of the foundation and where it is to be located, he determines on what the foundation can be solidly laid. As to this he says, “On what were the bases,” of the land, “sunk,” because it was founded on the center of the world. Fourth, after thinking through these three things, the artisan now begins to lay the stones in the foundation. First, he lays the corner stone to which the different walls are aligned. As to this he says, “or who has laid,” put down, “the cornerstone,” on which the very center of the earth is clearly determined, according to which the different parts of the earth are aligned.

A man usually lays the foundation of a building because he needs a place to live. But to show that God does not lay the foundation of the earth from need, he adds, “when each of the morning stars praised me,” as if he should say: Although heaven whose stars praise me is my dwelling, yet I founded the earth, not because I need the servants who live there, but from my will alone.


He does not say this as though heaven was made before the earth, especially as we read in Genesis, “In the beginning God created heaven and earth,” (1:1) Whereas the text says that the stars which he mentions here were created on the fourth day. (Gen. 1:14) But Genesis says this to show that in the order of nature heaven and the stars are prior to the earth as incorruptible to corruptible and mover to moved. He says the “morning stars,” i.e. ones newly created, as we call morning stars the ones which usually appear at the beginning of the day. The fact that the morning stars are said to praise God can be understood materially in one way, inasmuch as they were the material of divine praise in their brightness and nobility. If not to men, who did not exist yet, they were so at least for the angels who already existed. In another way, according to those who say the heavenly bodies have souls, the stars in the beginning of their institution praised God, not with vocal, but with mental praise. This can even refer to the angels whose ministry is to move the heavenly bodies, as the text continues, “and all the sons of God shouted for joy,” which refers to the angels of the highest hierarchy, whom Dionysius says are located in the entrance court of God. Therefore, as he clearly attributes praise to former stars as to the lower angels, but he attributes shouting for joy to the latter as to the higher angels, because this connotes a kind of excellence in praise.

After the foundation of the earth, he continues then speaking about the waters which are immediately placed over the land. The natural order of the elements requires that water surrounds the earth at every point like air surrounds earth and water at every point. But by divine disposition, it has been effected for the generation of men, animals, and plants, some part of the land remains uncovered by the waters, as God holds back the waters of the sea within their certain limits by his power, and so he says, “Who shut up the sea with doors,” with determined limits. There were some who thought the action of the sun dried up some part of the earth, but the Lord shows that it has been disposed from the beginning that the sea does not cover the land everywhere. He describes the production of the sea using the comparison of the birth of a living thing, a child, because water is especially apt to be changed into living things. This is why the seed of all things is moist. The child first comes forth from the womb of its mother, and he means this when he says, “when it burst forth as though proceeding from the womb.” He uses the word “to break forth” because it is a property of water to move almost continually. He says the sea proceeds, “from the womb,” not because it has had its origin from other corporeal matter, but because it proceeded from the hidden origin of divine providence as from the womb. Second, a newborn child is dressed, and expressing this he says, “when he laid out the clouds as its clothing.” For since the clouds are born from vapors released from water, clouds are much more numerous in maritime places. Third, a child who is born is wrapped in swaddling clothes, and expressing this he says, “and I wrapped it in fog like the swaddling clothes of an infant.” The fog does not mean those water vapors raised up or condensed in the clouds, but darkening of the air on the face of the sea, and perhaps he alludes to what Genesis says, “and darkness covered the face of the abyss.” (Gen. 1:2)

After he posits these things which express the primordial production of the sea, he explains his conclusion as if he said: When the sea was newly made, then, “I surrounded it with my limits.” He posits three things which pertain to the boundary of the sea. One of these is shown when he says, “within my limits,” that is, those placed by me. The second is when he says, “I placed the bar,” and the third when he says, “and doors.” These three things pertain to the rule of divine power, and so he explains them in this way, “and I said: Thus far shall you come,” which pertains to the nature of boundaries, i.e. for a boundary the farthest extent of motion, “and you will proceed no further,” which pertains to the bar by which one’s progress is blocked, “and here shall your proud waves break.” This pertains to the gates which are placed for the purpose of not allowing entrance or exit at random, but according to a determined measure. Thus even the sea does not change its shore at random, but according to the determined measure of the ebb and flow of the waves.

After the land and the water, he proceeds on to the air, which, according to appearances, is joined to heaven. The first disposition common to the whole body which stretches over the waters and the land is the variation of night and day, which happens from the motion of the day which is first of movements. Therefore, he says as a consequence, “After your rising did you command the dawn?” as if to say: Do day and night succeed each other on this earth by your command? For dawn is a kind of boundary between day and night. He clearly says, “After your rising,” as when he spoke about the earth before he had said, “Where were you?” (v.4) For just as the earth is the first material principle of man, so also the highest heaven, which varies night and day by its motion is the first principle of the human body among corporeal causes. Consider that the clarity of the break of day or the dawn is diversified according to the diverse degress of the intensity of signs which accompany the sun, because when there is the sign of a quick rising, in which the sun rises immediately, the dawn lasts only a little while. When the sun shows signs of a delayed rising it endures longer. The measure of place is determined out of which the brightness of the daybreak begins to appear when the sun is rising there, and expressing this he then says, “and have you shown the dawn its place?” as if to say: Have you ordered the places in the heaven from which the dawn will gives its light? He implies the answer, “No”. From all these things you can understand that your reason fall short of the comprehension of divine things, and so it is clear that you are no suited to dispute with God.

prayer 2013 book of knowledge don miguel ruiz

Today help me create the story of my life as beautifully as u create the entire  
universe ...things to wonderful, which I can not know so I speak no more about 
them....

I ask you god to manifest your love through me in every word I express in every 
action I take. Help me to make every activity in my life a ritual for love and 
joy. Let me use love to create the most beautiful story about ur creation...

Today, fill me with so much love, that there is nothing else to give, all 
darkness is gone in your light and with this sunrise I receive the blessing of 
your life, of your love,

Today, lord, let this opening of emotion 'give light, to all those who are in 
the house' no seed I put forth will go to the wasteside, for use me to  water 
what is in the good ground, strengthen these vines and let it bring forth the 
sweetest fruit ....

Let me remain a  child in your rebirth and see only the wonder, only the 
delight....for your yoke is easy and this suffering is light in its awakening 
grace......

Amen

  What, if anything, do I need to complete myself, that I can hold on to, for what does nature hold onto to complete itself. Aren't the seasons already coming as roots burrow into the ground and leaves shed, what can't be held still rejoices in the fruit it has beared ever so sweetly....

That might be the caps of glistening snow amist the mountains, waiting to refreshen streams , that might be the color it has dropped on the ground, preparing the way, announcing the blossoming roses, whose red flows as deep as the blood within my veins and the song in my heart....

Always the sun rises from the east, and always I'm david, crying the timeless story of eternity, in yearning for all that is,
In the wish, is the fulfillment, ,moaning winds take my feet up to soar with the eagles and still I am in the shadow of the tree, I make myself home here, til its root soak of the dream of time past and sorrows weeps into the earth...

Its the gift, I collect and release as daylight fades away and I lay down into the soft embraces under the night sky....

-kmg 2013

Proclaim Jesus

And I wonder something else as I sit in my prayer place coming in and out of 
silence...

I wonder if it feels so good, to hold the hands of christian patients I minister 
to, to be on one knee besides the bed of the patient and the chair of his loved 
one, and pray to jesus, proclaim jesus and the blessed mother mary between them, 
evoke prayer to them saying we believe together, praising god the triad in three 
?

So many places the bible quotes he who proclaims me.....