I try to be in extra god when I silence today, and it makes me smile cause I
think it sounds so silly, and how do I do that, I ask myself....
And while I ask myself the question, the action prevails and I repeat what I
have seen myself do in start to silence....
Which was remember......remember the passion of Christ where the stages of the
cross can represent the stages of obedience Jesus praised to his father, truly
he was crucified with out sin, and even his human person pleased, 'why have you
forsaken me, as if sin also had control for that second, and then....it is done,
even that second is crucified in time ...so he already died for our sins, why
must I think to be any 'thought' of them....today I share the good news,
through Christ we are forgiven. Meditate on that love, let the light of this
prayer and the prayer of the Christ in you to be reveled in healing !!!!
Then I remember when Jesus said to peter, it is my father who reveled this in
you,...is that a fore telling of the holy spirit, he will not leave us orphans ?
Saturday, March 29, 2014
Kahlil Gibran ON DEATH
On Death
Kahlil Gibran
Then Almitra spoke, saying, We would ask now of death.
And he said:
You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it
in the heath of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day
cannot unveil the mystery of light. If you would indeed behold the spirit of
death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death are one,
even as the river and sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
and like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring. Trust the
dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before
the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honor. Is the shepherd not joyful
beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king? Yet is he not
more mindful of his trembling?
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless
tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when
you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. And when the
earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
Kahlil Gibran
Then Almitra spoke, saying, We would ask now of death.
And he said:
You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it
in the heath of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day
cannot unveil the mystery of light. If you would indeed behold the spirit of
death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death are one,
even as the river and sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
and like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring. Trust the
dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before
the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honor. Is the shepherd not joyful
beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king? Yet is he not
more mindful of his trembling?
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless
tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when
you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. And when the
earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
Khalil Gibran
On Pain
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses
your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its
heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the
daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem
less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart,
even as you have always accepted the seasons that
pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity through the
winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within
you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy
in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by
the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has
been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has
moistened with His own sacred tears.
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses
your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its
heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the
daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem
less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart,
even as you have always accepted the seasons that
pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity through the
winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within
you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy
in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by
the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has
been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has
moistened with His own sacred tears.
Work-kmg
I had a patient yesterday, a greek opera singer, tranferance one might say and
as I settled in and thought "yaya"
The told me her story of christ, as she was dying, he comes to her,
Oh the lowly and broken hearted, she who sends love and prayers to the other
behind the curtain...
She is a sister in christ and he comes to her and there is no fear. She tell me,
she enters his eyes , like a superman, her soul flies thru the deep blue of his
eyes, a sunset blue, and inside its the universe and her fingers have lights
shining from them, they connect with thousands of stars in the distance and she
is floating non a love, its almost to much to hold cause its like nothing she
has ever felt before, unconditional I ask, says how can it have words.......
And there is peace
And I love her.......
as I settled in and thought "yaya"
The told me her story of christ, as she was dying, he comes to her,
Oh the lowly and broken hearted, she who sends love and prayers to the other
behind the curtain...
She is a sister in christ and he comes to her and there is no fear. She tell me,
she enters his eyes , like a superman, her soul flies thru the deep blue of his
eyes, a sunset blue, and inside its the universe and her fingers have lights
shining from them, they connect with thousands of stars in the distance and she
is floating non a love, its almost to much to hold cause its like nothing she
has ever felt before, unconditional I ask, says how can it have words.......
And there is peace
And I love her.......
Bible study
“The Pharisee stood up and prayed about himself: “God, I thank you that I am not
like other men – robbers, evildoers, adulterers – or even like this tax
collector.”
Luke 18:11
There is a great theology in this that I feel into , couples with the words
jesus says, its not what goes into a mouth that defiles a man, but what comes
out (jhn)
like other men – robbers, evildoers, adulterers – or even like this tax
collector.”
Luke 18:11
There is a great theology in this that I feel into , couples with the words
jesus says, its not what goes into a mouth that defiles a man, but what comes
out (jhn)
Poem-kmg
Divert my gaze,
dear lord,
give me strength and courage to do all I need to ,
today, so I can take that confidence and your power within me,
to brush this off
life,a thought, a cloud, a riddance, a breathe,
for the sharing of the souls you
put in front of me in the hospital is work enough, give enough,
I can bear with
too, if it be thy will
for your blessings....
dear lord,
give me strength and courage to do all I need to ,
today, so I can take that confidence and your power within me,
to brush this off
life,a thought, a cloud, a riddance, a breathe,
for the sharing of the souls you
put in front of me in the hospital is work enough, give enough,
I can bear with
too, if it be thy will
for your blessings....
Poem-KMG
Poem
there are doors I walk thru
that separate
with thresholds
that grow themselves
, as if they were lined up
and planted with seeds long before
they knew when
they would be uncovered.......
-kmg. 2014
there are doors I walk thru
that separate
with thresholds
that grow themselves
, as if they were lined up
and planted with seeds long before
they knew when
they would be uncovered.......
-kmg. 2014
Prose
“Philosophy is merely a text unless it assumes a pragmatic shape and is
practiced in behavior.”
Wisdom of Aghoreshwar Bhagwan Ram
____
it brings me right into the space of the way I hear gods word in bible
strictures, like each teaching speaks the words of a path I can make my own,
should my own and what I surrender to become one....
-kmg 2014
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practiced in behavior.”
Wisdom of Aghoreshwar Bhagwan Ram
____
it brings me right into the space of the way I hear gods word in bible
strictures, like each teaching speaks the words of a path I can make my own,
should my own and what I surrender to become one....
-kmg 2014
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Prose by Geshe Potowa
Think about impermanence for a long time. Once you are
certain that you are going to die, one day, you will no longer find it hard to
put aside harmful actions, nor difficult to do what is love....
After that, meditate for a long time on love and compassion. Once love
fills your heart you will no longer find it hard to act for the
benefit of others and make choices for ur self that are love...
Then meditate for a long time on emptiness, the natural state of all
phenomena. Once you fully understand emptiness, you will no longer
find it hard to dispel all your delusions...
_Geshe Potowa
certain that you are going to die, one day, you will no longer find it hard to
put aside harmful actions, nor difficult to do what is love....
After that, meditate for a long time on love and compassion. Once love
fills your heart you will no longer find it hard to act for the
benefit of others and make choices for ur self that are love...
Then meditate for a long time on emptiness, the natural state of all
phenomena. Once you fully understand emptiness, you will no longer
find it hard to dispel all your delusions...
_Geshe Potowa
GOD GOD GOD
God God God
From the depth of slumber,
As I ascend the spiral stairway of wakefulness,
I whisper
God, God, God!
Thou art the food and when I break my fast
Of nightly separation from Thee
I taste thee and mentally say
God, God, God!
No matter where I go, the spotlight of my mind
Ever keeps turning on Thee;
And in the battle dim of activity my silent war cry
Is ever;
God, God, God!
When boisterous storms of trials shriek
And worries howl at me,
I drown their noises, loudly chanting
God, God, God!
When my mind weaves dreams
With treads of memories,
Then on that magic cloth I do emboss;
God, God, God!
Ever night, in time of deepest sleep,
My peace dreams and calls; Joy! Joy! Joy!
And my Joy comes singing evermore;
God, God, God!
In waking, eating, working, dreaming, sleeping,
Serving, meditating, chanting, divinely loving,
My soul constantly hums, unheard by any;
God, God, God!
- Paramahansa Yogananda
From the depth of slumber,
As I ascend the spiral stairway of wakefulness,
I whisper
God, God, God!
Thou art the food and when I break my fast
Of nightly separation from Thee
I taste thee and mentally say
God, God, God!
No matter where I go, the spotlight of my mind
Ever keeps turning on Thee;
And in the battle dim of activity my silent war cry
Is ever;
God, God, God!
When boisterous storms of trials shriek
And worries howl at me,
I drown their noises, loudly chanting
God, God, God!
When my mind weaves dreams
With treads of memories,
Then on that magic cloth I do emboss;
God, God, God!
Ever night, in time of deepest sleep,
My peace dreams and calls; Joy! Joy! Joy!
And my Joy comes singing evermore;
God, God, God!
In waking, eating, working, dreaming, sleeping,
Serving, meditating, chanting, divinely loving,
My soul constantly hums, unheard by any;
God, God, God!
- Paramahansa Yogananda
Paramahansa Yogananda unedited poem -SAMADHI
Samadhi
Vanished are the veils of light and shade,
Lifted the vapors of sorrow,
Sailed away the dawn of fleeting joy,
Gone the mirage of the senses.
Love, hate, health, disease, life and death -
Departed, these false shadows on the screen
of duality.
Waves of laughter, scyllas of sarcasm, whirlpools
of melancholy,
Melting in the vast sea of bliss.
Bestilled is the storm of maya
By the magic wand of intuition deep.
The universe, a forgotten dream, lurks
subconsciously,
Ready to invade my newly wakened memory divine.
I exist without the cosmic shadow,
But it could not live bereft of me;
As the sea exists without the waves,
But they breathe not without the sea.
Dreams, wakings, states of deep turiya sleep,
Present, past, future, no more for me,
But the ever-present, all-flowing, I, I everywhere.
Consciously enjoyable,
Beyond the imagination of all expectancy,
Is this, my samadhi state.
Planets, stars, stardust, earth,
Volcanic bursts of doomsday cataclysms,
Creation’s moulding furnace,
Glaciers of silent X-rays,
Burning floods of electrons,
Thoughts of all men, past, present, future,
Every blade of grass, myself and all,
Each particle of creation’s dust,
Anger, greed, good, bad, salvation, lust,
I swallowed up – transmuted them
Into one vast ocean of blood of my own one Being!
Smoldering joy, oft-puffed by unceasing meditation,
Which blinded my tearful eyes,
Burst into eternal flames of bliss,
And consumed my tears, my peace, my frame,
my all.
Thou art I, I am Thou,
Knowing, Knower, Known, as One!
One tranquilled, unbroken thrill of eternal, living, ever-new peace!
Not an unconscious state
Or mental chloroform without wilful return,
Samadhi but extends my realm of consciousness
Beyond the limits of my mortal frame
To the boundaries of eternity,
Where I, the Cosmic Sea,
Watch the little ego floating in Me.
Not a sparrow, nor a grain of sand, falls
without my sight
All space floats like an iceberg in my mental sea.
I am the Colossal Container of all things made!
By deeper, longer, continuous, thirsty,
guru – given meditation,
This celestial samadhi is attained.
All the mobile murmurs of atoms are heard;
The dark earth, mountains, seas are molten liquid!
This flowing sea changes into vapors of nebulae!
Aum blows o’er the vapors; they open their veils,
Revealing a sea of shining electrons,
Till, at the last sound of the cosmic drum,
Grosser light vanishes into eternal rays
Of all-pervading Cosmic Joy.
From Joy we come,
For Joy we live,
In the sacred Joy we melt.
I, the ocean of mind, drink all creation’s waves.
The four veils of solid, liquid, vapor, light,
Lift aright.
Myself, in everything,
Enters the Great Myself.
Gone forever,
The fitful, flickering shadows of a mortal memory.
Spotless is my mental sky,
Below, ahead, and high above.
Eternity and I, one united ray.
I, a tiny bubble of laughter,
Have become the Sea of Mirth Itself.
Vanished are the veils of light and shade,
Lifted the vapors of sorrow,
Sailed away the dawn of fleeting joy,
Gone the mirage of the senses.
Love, hate, health, disease, life and death -
Departed, these false shadows on the screen
of duality.
Waves of laughter, scyllas of sarcasm, whirlpools
of melancholy,
Melting in the vast sea of bliss.
Bestilled is the storm of maya
By the magic wand of intuition deep.
The universe, a forgotten dream, lurks
subconsciously,
Ready to invade my newly wakened memory divine.
I exist without the cosmic shadow,
But it could not live bereft of me;
As the sea exists without the waves,
But they breathe not without the sea.
Dreams, wakings, states of deep turiya sleep,
Present, past, future, no more for me,
But the ever-present, all-flowing, I, I everywhere.
Consciously enjoyable,
Beyond the imagination of all expectancy,
Is this, my samadhi state.
Planets, stars, stardust, earth,
Volcanic bursts of doomsday cataclysms,
Creation’s moulding furnace,
Glaciers of silent X-rays,
Burning floods of electrons,
Thoughts of all men, past, present, future,
Every blade of grass, myself and all,
Each particle of creation’s dust,
Anger, greed, good, bad, salvation, lust,
I swallowed up – transmuted them
Into one vast ocean of blood of my own one Being!
Smoldering joy, oft-puffed by unceasing meditation,
Which blinded my tearful eyes,
Burst into eternal flames of bliss,
And consumed my tears, my peace, my frame,
my all.
Thou art I, I am Thou,
Knowing, Knower, Known, as One!
One tranquilled, unbroken thrill of eternal, living, ever-new peace!
Not an unconscious state
Or mental chloroform without wilful return,
Samadhi but extends my realm of consciousness
Beyond the limits of my mortal frame
To the boundaries of eternity,
Where I, the Cosmic Sea,
Watch the little ego floating in Me.
Not a sparrow, nor a grain of sand, falls
without my sight
All space floats like an iceberg in my mental sea.
I am the Colossal Container of all things made!
By deeper, longer, continuous, thirsty,
guru – given meditation,
This celestial samadhi is attained.
All the mobile murmurs of atoms are heard;
The dark earth, mountains, seas are molten liquid!
This flowing sea changes into vapors of nebulae!
Aum blows o’er the vapors; they open their veils,
Revealing a sea of shining electrons,
Till, at the last sound of the cosmic drum,
Grosser light vanishes into eternal rays
Of all-pervading Cosmic Joy.
From Joy we come,
For Joy we live,
In the sacred Joy we melt.
I, the ocean of mind, drink all creation’s waves.
The four veils of solid, liquid, vapor, light,
Lift aright.
Myself, in everything,
Enters the Great Myself.
Gone forever,
The fitful, flickering shadows of a mortal memory.
Spotless is my mental sky,
Below, ahead, and high above.
Eternity and I, one united ray.
I, a tiny bubble of laughter,
Have become the Sea of Mirth Itself.
Edited Poem called Samadthi- by P.Y.
Vanished are the veils of light and shade,
Lifted the vapors of sorrow,
The universe, a forgotten dream, lurks
subconsciously,
Ready to invade
But it could not live
bereft of me;
As the sea exists without the waves,
But they breathe not without the sea.
Dreams, wakings, states of deep sleep,
Present, past, future, no more for me,
But the ever-present, all-flowing, I, I everywhere.
Consciously enjoyable,
Beyond the imagination of all expectancy,
Thou art I, I am Thou,
Knowing, Knower, Known, as One!
One tranquilled, unbroken thrill of eternal, living, ever-new peace!
Not an unconscious state
Or mental chloroform without wilful return, what is it that
extends my realm of consciousness
Beyond the limits of my mortal frame
To the boundaries of eternity,
Where I, the Sea,
Watch the little ego floating in Me.
I am the Colossal Container of all things made!
By deeper, longer, continuous, thirsty earth, mountains, seas From Joy we come,
For Joy we live,
In the Joy we melt...as one !
--by PY
Lifted the vapors of sorrow,
The universe, a forgotten dream, lurks
subconsciously,
Ready to invade
But it could not live
bereft of me;
As the sea exists without the waves,
But they breathe not without the sea.
Dreams, wakings, states of deep sleep,
Present, past, future, no more for me,
But the ever-present, all-flowing, I, I everywhere.
Consciously enjoyable,
Beyond the imagination of all expectancy,
Thou art I, I am Thou,
Knowing, Knower, Known, as One!
One tranquilled, unbroken thrill of eternal, living, ever-new peace!
Not an unconscious state
Or mental chloroform without wilful return, what is it that
extends my realm of consciousness
Beyond the limits of my mortal frame
To the boundaries of eternity,
Where I, the Sea,
Watch the little ego floating in Me.
I am the Colossal Container of all things made!
By deeper, longer, continuous, thirsty earth, mountains, seas From Joy we come,
For Joy we live,
In the Joy we melt...as one !
--by PY
Heaven on Earth
Heaven on earth is a christ consciousness
Knowing there is another way to live on this earth, shared in the smiles and
the love that's all around...
it is reflected off the beauty of nature and the open hearts and joy created
when sharing heaven on earth with another.......
God is love ....
The glow and smile for all day, I received in the silence of the morning, the
sunrise of the morning, the god of the morning,
It burns away the full dark pupil of the night sky and now light enters by the
narrow gate....
-kmg 2014
Knowing there is another way to live on this earth, shared in the smiles and
the love that's all around...
it is reflected off the beauty of nature and the open hearts and joy created
when sharing heaven on earth with another.......
God is love ....
The glow and smile for all day, I received in the silence of the morning, the
sunrise of the morning, the god of the morning,
It burns away the full dark pupil of the night sky and now light enters by the
narrow gate....
-kmg 2014
Prayer
This morning I prayer blessed be the lord who reveals to me all the sins that
Christ, Jesus, his beloved son, who he loved so, died on the cross for, , so I
can live, to praise you and in your mercy and love, to know that..,
My partner can not hear me, oh Sheppard , how u longed for your flock to hear
you, and you have found your place in eternity on the right hand of god for sins
I need not live out, to be in you...
I pray for mercy that you reveal this to those hearts who eat your flesh and
drink your blood and are one in you as I am one in you.....
Thy will be done, I pray for the healing and path where I can be most in your
service....
Amen
Christ, Jesus, his beloved son, who he loved so, died on the cross for, , so I
can live, to praise you and in your mercy and love, to know that..,
My partner can not hear me, oh Sheppard , how u longed for your flock to hear
you, and you have found your place in eternity on the right hand of god for sins
I need not live out, to be in you...
I pray for mercy that you reveal this to those hearts who eat your flesh and
drink your blood and are one in you as I am one in you.....
Thy will be done, I pray for the healing and path where I can be most in your
service....
Amen
Caring for the aging
U know it makes sense how I have grown up to see many dismiss the health
concerns of their parents, I see a bridge between oneself and their obligations
not receiving such compassion and love yet for themselves, how can they offer
that for another,
From that space, would anything be more important than to care for your dying
parents as caring for your beloved ?
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concerns of their parents, I see a bridge between oneself and their obligations
not receiving such compassion and love yet for themselves, how can they offer
that for another,
From that space, would anything be more important than to care for your dying
parents as caring for your beloved ?
-k
MEETING PEOPLE
About meeting people-
Think about it, no one really cares what college u went to or what job u have or
what's in your bank account,
When u meet people now u want to know if they could stand on their our two
feet while you are in silence, if they can laugh and love equally for them
selves as for another , if they're hearts will open to a stranger and a friend.
What comes up next is the ability to open so to life that there is a commitment
to share the grace of aging and be a friend...
As I meet woman and men these last few weeks travelling, outside my safe and
city circles,
I become aware of this more.... Or I become aware of what is happening in my
meeting people....
Think about it, no one really cares what college u went to or what job u have or
what's in your bank account,
When u meet people now u want to know if they could stand on their our two
feet while you are in silence, if they can laugh and love equally for them
selves as for another , if they're hearts will open to a stranger and a friend.
What comes up next is the ability to open so to life that there is a commitment
to share the grace of aging and be a friend...
As I meet woman and men these last few weeks travelling, outside my safe and
city circles,
I become aware of this more.... Or I become aware of what is happening in my
meeting people....
Prose
I drop so far deep into my heart, and am raised up by that hand in
breathe....and blown to the wind are the phenomenon, I give them all away
from... my little self
they are coupled with time , thru time, for time, and I am one with the
timeless light, how it rises and sets, as its dance never ending, wind playing
the waltz of the wind....
the music plays on......
breathe....and blown to the wind are the phenomenon, I give them all away
from... my little self
they are coupled with time , thru time, for time, and I am one with the
timeless light, how it rises and sets, as its dance never ending, wind playing
the waltz of the wind....
the music plays on......
LENT
Thomas Keating from the book and the words became Flesh
Thomas keating teaches that those who do not think they need to change, are
the self rightgeous,
If the essense of lent in repentance
And the essence of repentance is conversion
And conversion means to explore and examine change
Which is individual and personal onto each of us, shouldn't it be, at least in
this stage of the game, coming from the heart.
Rooted in that which is more, furtile ground, that which will bear fruit ?
Thomas keating teaches that those who do not think they need to change, are
the self rightgeous,
If the essense of lent in repentance
And the essence of repentance is conversion
And conversion means to explore and examine change
Which is individual and personal onto each of us, shouldn't it be, at least in
this stage of the game, coming from the heart.
Rooted in that which is more, furtile ground, that which will bear fruit ?
Monday, March 24, 2014
LOVE THY NEIGHBOR AS THYSELF
2
-Particular Themes, doctrines-
Leviticus 19:18 - Thou shalt not avenge, nor bear any grudge against the children of thy people, but thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself: I [am] the LORD.
1 John 4:11 - Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought also to love one another.
Matthew 22:39 - And the second [is] like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.
Mark 12:31 - And the second [is] like, [namely] this, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself. There is none other commandment greater than these.
Matthew 22:37-40 - Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind and thy shall love thy neighbor as thyself
Matthew 19:19 - Honour thy father and [thy] mother: and, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.
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Leviticus 19:18 - Thou shalt not avenge, nor bear any grudge against the children of thy people, but thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself: I [am] the LORD.
1 John 4:11 - Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought also to love one another.
Matthew 22:39 - And the second [is] like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.
Mark 12:31 - And the second [is] like, [namely] this, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself. There is none other commandment greater than these.
Matthew 22:37-40 - Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind and thy shall love thy neighbor as thyself
Matthew 19:19 - Honour thy father and [thy] mother: and, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.
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3.
theological ideas or concepts
In
the Gospel of Matthew, Jesus is answering questions from the Pharisees and the sagasees are seeing the multitudes
astounded by his answers. A lawyer,, sagasee
asked him a question testing him:
“Teacher, which is the greatest of the
commandment of them all. “
You
should love the lord, your god with all your heart, all your soul and with all
your mind. This is the first and great commandment
And
the second is like it (Jesus continues)
You
shall love your neighbor as yourself. The theme or theological concept which is
unfolding here in the bible study of verse, if how important this statement is.
How the words of spirit are ever so connected to heart words, they are ever so
close to the words which the disciples remember in Jesus, always love your god,
(Not
love me Jesus) and love your neighbor as thyself. Is there a connection in
thyself and Jesus that is being made over and over again? Are we truly praying
for Jesus in all his forms within us that our souls awaken to as we gather
together in praise and prayer?
There
is also the theme that when to gather to pray in Matthew 18-20
"Again I say to you, that if two of you agree on earth
about anything that they may ask, it shall be done for them by My Father who is
in heaven. For where two or three have
gathered together in My name, I am there in their midst."
Steven Levine the Grief Process
Listened to steven levine last night on place home. Amazing lecture on anger...
He speaks of desire being the cause of anger to resentment to frustration, and
asks someone to take a year and journal the process, look at the body and how it
holds the anger, to mismantle it....really cool lecture, will listen a few
times.......
He says, and I personalize, its my anger I need to dismantle wrapped around
desire- resentment-frustration that I have still the seeds of ------ dealing
with. ". Input anything"
That its in me .....
Cool work, just staying open to learning anything to make people around me feel
better about themselves !!!
He speaks of desire being the cause of anger to resentment to frustration, and
asks someone to take a year and journal the process, look at the body and how it
holds the anger, to mismantle it....really cool lecture, will listen a few
times.......
He says, and I personalize, its my anger I need to dismantle wrapped around
desire- resentment-frustration that I have still the seeds of ------ dealing
with. ". Input anything"
That its in me .....
Cool work, just staying open to learning anything to make people around me feel
better about themselves !!!
Prayer
divert my gaze, dear lord, give me strength and courage to do all I need to ,
today, so I can take that confidence and your power within me, to brush this off
lile,a thought, a cloud, a riddance, abreathe, for the sharing of the souls u
put infront of me in the hospital is work enough, give enough, I can bear with
too, if it be thy will for ur blessings....
Amen
today, so I can take that confidence and your power within me, to brush this off
lile,a thought, a cloud, a riddance, abreathe, for the sharing of the souls u
put infront of me in the hospital is work enough, give enough, I can bear with
too, if it be thy will for ur blessings....
Amen
Friday, March 21, 2014
my work today
.I'm expanding my comfort zone in the apostolic letter salvifici doloris john paul 11 christian meaning of suffering....I feel I need another go at suffering and evil to get the bhagavad gita completely in cinque with compassions, cause to compare without a purpose is just another denotation of texts, how about denoting how texts sing together the song of god in sufferings ???
Bible Quote
"And lest the greatness of the revelations should puff me up, there was given me a thorn for the flesh, a messenger of Satan, to buffet me. Concerning this I thrice besought the Lord that it might leave me. And he has said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for thee, for strength is made perfect in weakness.' Gladly therefore I will glory in my infirmities, that the strength of Christ may dwell in me. Wherefore I am satisfied, for Christ's sake, with infirmities, with insults, with hardships, with persecutions, with distresses. For when I am weak, then I am strong." (2 Cor. 12:7-10).
Bible and Gita and poem
You can see how clearly nature includes itself , the steam off the waters touch the cold air and they make friends, and travel together.....somehow they disappear into the trees, and the branches lean forward, knowing they are welcoming their friends of wind and water....... Its all only seen in the light, the light that connects my breathe to this air, this life...... And I hear the cry of jesus, lord my god why have u forsaken me, and then. In that cry, l is completed, the son of god, says its finished, he drops his head, the passion complete, the last separation of suffering and evil, experienced in obedience , without sin, that moment of separating from god....... This is what I contemplate now after working with 'SD' piece and and Hindu Gita ... In the gita it is also clearer that arjuna sometimes can hear sri krishna and humble and yet always forgets the words he is saying are from lord, and stumbles....much like out prophets when they say to jesus, "show us the father" (mat.)
bible
Letter from paul to the phillilans....what comes to share........ " Rejoice in the lord, have no confidence in the flesh, have confidence in the spirit.. I do not count myself, but one thing I do, is not reach behind, but reach ahead, that I may lay hold of that for which christ jesus has laid hold of me... I press towards the goal for the prize of the upper call of god, in christ jesus, let us have this mind, and in anything u think otherwise, let god reviel this to you... Be anxious for nothing, but in prayer let ur requests to known to god! And the peace of god, which surpasses all understanding will guard ur hearts and minds thru christ jesus, Whatever things are true, noble, just, pure, lovely, praise worthly...meditate on these... And the god of peace will be with u , not that I speak in regard to need for I have learned to be content in whatever state I am, I know how to be abased, and I know how to abound, everywhere and in all things I know how to be full and be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need, I can do all things thru christ who strengthens me Amen
prayer
What comes to me often in the readings of the bible are the words of jesus, I want mercy not sacrifice... “As Jesus approached Jericho, a blind man was sitting by the roadside begging. When he heard the crowd going by, he asked what was happening. They told him, “Jesus of Nazareth is passing by.” He called out, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” Luke 18:35-38 Prayer Dear lord-- . Take away any pride that keeps us from seeing ourselves as we truly are -- show us the way- way- have mercy on us, hear this prayer, Lord, have mercy on us! Amen
prayer
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
ponder
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.....
morning prose
I start fresh A new day unfolding I think some have the mental acuity to see into planning...can we plan? Aren't plans already laid out for us ? Today, fresh, I wake, too early , listening , so silent, wind still, Heart moving, yearning, chest warm , subtle, sweaty, soft
woman
Monday, March 17, 2014
Prose-kmg
I wonder this morning, if I need constant reminding of how it can be. I'm drawn to sit in the sunrise, that's the gift, that comes when I remind myself over and over, with my books, bible, with my own remembering, that there is light shining that I just can't see unless I remember to look....now strong the pull of the soul within me to want to know, know what's imprinted within it as a system it was part of that feels into its return.... Are the sufferings we create for ourselves the mimicking of what deaths foreshadowing is in living, to be brought into such pain that one must remember ?
st patricks day
Anyone acquainted with Ireland knows that the morning of St. Patrick's Day consists of the night of the seventeenth of March flavored strongly with the morning of the eighteenth. ~Author Unknown
For each petal on the shamrock
This brings a wish your way -
Good health, good luck, and happiness
For today and every day.
~Author Unknown
For each petal on the shamrock
This brings a wish your way -
Good health, good luck, and happiness
For today and every day.
~Author Unknown
HINDU-CHRISTIAN Prose
- Story:
- The gita is not primarily concerned with Krishna as an
- individual, but with his aspect as Brahman,the ultimate reality.
- When Krishna addresses Arjuna, he sometimes speaks as an
- individual, but often God himself.
- For I am Brahman
- Within this body
- Life is immortal
- That shall not perish
- I am the truth
- And the joy forever.
- Arjuna,in his attitude to Krishna, also expresses this
- dual relationship, Krishna is the divine incarnation of Vishnu, Arjunas chosen
- deity. Arjuna knows this-yet,by merciful ignorance, he
- sometimes forgets.
- Indeed, it is Krishna who makes him forget,
- SINCE NO ORDINARY MAN CAN BEAR HE STRAIN OF CONSTANT
- COMPANIONSHIP WITH GOD.
- Arjuna is appalled by the realization that he has been
- treating the Lord of the universe as friend and fellow-mortal.
- He humbly begs
- Krishna pardon, but his awe soon leaves him. Again he has forgotten,
- FOR CHRISTIANS, THERE HERE WE CAN FIND JESUS AND THE STORY OF THE TRANSFIGURATION.
prayer_kmg
I wake, grateful to be called to gratitude, to step away in spirit and float about the various size Bodies that surround me, and be grateful to have this place to share my love, and it extends outward, and circles so many places.... Lord jesus, I pray to be there ,for you are the food of live, ypu are the endless loafs and fishes, you are the everlasting waters that will filll me always if I am filled with you...let me know such grace to give away all the love I have , to find patience and give that away too, to lay down what ever ridicules desires I crave in my ego, and open only to my heart...... In this I pray for mercy, to know such grace !
poem by kmg
Snow covering all earth It stays , packing itself into more And joy, boards over it, In sport... Sun might be found in one spot of the sky, here over snow they become friends and all the while receives and she's glistening in their coming together... Roots buried, comforted, blanketed lining the pathways with lanterns that mark the way, Still lit from nights before... I smile too wide, colorado plants smoke up laughter shining bright beyond large bug eye goggles that reflect back to me.... Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.... I drop into my heart, and feel poor in spirit, I drop down real deep and heavy that my eyes have to dance closer to their lids its so dramatic....its the drop into prayer, always prayer follows...for I know I can not be here alone, its love, which shines so brightly in every person I feel vibrating all around me...I must stand in that light,I must bake in its glory, I am that light, for I am blessed and poor in spirit, empty of what I know, I pray to be filled with the kingdom of heaven.
Friday, March 14, 2014
Birthday prayer
The lord , I pray , look down upon your child who celebrates her birth into this world, and I join her in this prayer and celebrate her birth into this world for all she does and all she sees and all she's gives, let her be your arms here on earth, let her prayers reach your ears in heaven and blessed are those who praise Jesus to be heard by you,
Let peace ring out on this day and the world is a bit brighter, peace on this special day, toyou and your family who remembers all you were to them and all you are today,
and i
who remember
you, in your heart,
Prose
Its so beautiful on the frozen lake, I walk outside while the rattle of the erg machines, makes and breaks dreams , whose energy burns both muscles and desires of these young men rowing for Olympic metals they know are meant for one of them....
Prayer
Dear god I am so blessed to bring forth these children in this world, to let them go unto your glory, so they may be and do and touch the world you have laid out for us. Thank you for allowing me to humbly serve you , thru them, and thank you for the joy you bestow on my heart in letting them go and for watching over them as their journey begins and mine ends with you.....
Grateful
I listen to st john of the cross, ascent to the mount from 9pm to 5am, beautiful how I can feel into the words of pergation of the soul to close off all desires of the senses, in the dark of living as the ultimate or necessity of sacrifice for the merging with god. And its humbling as it keeps my eyes squinting in not worthy of such, so I pray. Lord have mercy, as I fulfill the promise with every sunrise to hear and be and feel into the words of your only begotten son jesus, that I never saw him at anytime but I should know his words in my heart.... Grateful for all blessings , all the love, all the weath and all the travel....grateful for my angels
Children growing up
.. I unclench my hands around them, I outstretch my arms, I open to let them free to the world, which doesn't mean I let them go, it means I let them go ahead of me, I accept who they are, who they want to become, I accept their mistakes and lord, let them make them, in your presence and with my support and let them learn from them and let them grow... Let my blessings me in the letting go of my children, in the launching of them on their own, may I be filled......
San Francisco
ARCHITECTURE from st pauls cathedral to the heights of mason to hyde u can see the city from to the top of the ZIG ZAG STREET LOMBARD winding down to the OCEAN, HISTORY of great fires that ,wiped out CUTURE, and today its cultures remains in HILLS of painted ladies, homes spread and PRESIDE, gayside, on its GEOGRAPHY ,great heights, PACIFIC heights to cold to swim to ALCATRAZ from the WHARF where swarms UN sophisticated travelers find their way to ripleys,and rain forest cafe... travel in from Sacramento on the GOLDEN GATE or sneak out on the golden gate to romantic hida ways, whose money was earned in the business center and live in homes from NOB HILL ..left over hippes in marin, and the silicon valley of palo alto, muir wood standing strong like the redwoods, that shade as grand a space as the mountains stretch from what looks like the start of the earth from caramel to Monterrey, Chinatown that merges with Italian restaurants called garlic served with rice a roni and reachable only while hopping off trolleys as traffic stops all this hour.
Morning Prose
The birds are singing outside the window as I awake many times, to dreams and callings, sweaty body and open heart.... There are no thoughts that wake with me, emptiness is my friend and my shadow, as I vibrate a happiness only the openness can attest to whose walls echo outward, love, beauty, joy....
Anniversary
May we be open to the grace
Of god in this work of a lifetime
May we see each other through the
eyes of our creator
Who brought us together
To bear six children and bring
them to you, may they be disciples in christ.
May this time be to help to heal
and repair our world and ourselves
Let there be great light shining
into our hearts....
Merton says to the lord'
"I cannot know for certain myself, and
the fact that I think I'm following
Your will does not mean that I am
actually doing so”
Forgive me, for I know not what I
do when you feel hurt, by me
On this anniversary, find forgiveness!
Love
Friday, March 7, 2014
Prose-kmg
Before I travel deeply into introspection, which is a path I know to well, like a ping pong ball, traversing a table, seems it easier to travel across the short net of love and caring and christlike experience to self needs and desires.... Or like in pingpong, just too many times the ball doesn't get caught in the net, but it gets bounced off the table.......
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Slow Dance
SLOW DANCE
Have you ever
watched
kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to
the
rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a
butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the
fading
night?
You better slow down.
Don't
dance so
fast.
Time is short.
The music
won't
last.
Do you run through each day
On
the
fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear
the
reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie
in your
bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through
your head?
You'd better
slow down
Don't dance so
fast
Time is
short.
The music won't
last.
Ever told your
child,
We'll do it
tomorrow?
And in your
haste,
Not see
his
sorrow?
Ever lost
touch,
Let a good
friendship die
Cause you
never had time
To call
and say,'Hi'
You'd
better slow down.
Don't dance
so fast.
Time
is short.
The music won't
last..
When you run
so fast to get somewhere
You
miss half the fun of getting
there.
When you worry and hurry
through your
day,
It is like an unopened
gift....
Thrown
away.
Life is not a
race.
Do take it
slower
Hear the
music
Before the song is
over.
Prose
I am brain washing myself with 24-7 messages of love and goodness thru bible
listening and father baron while I wash away sickness in time....
I am standing in new understandings of what I already know so when the light
shines in
It has new refraction , new reflection will expand me in growth
I may be called tonight,
To the icu
and I will be a vessel of peace
I have a check in my wallet to give in donation in morning so that someone
can receive aid and pay their deposit for another year at my childrens school
who might otherwise not be able to attend...
Whatever u have done to my least you have done to me...I walk around now with
singles to give anyone who asks...
Ask and you shall be given, do not turn away ur neighbor....
And I have only love in my heart to give, so come to me all who are sick and I
will hold your spirit thru christ as this is fulfilling to me, this is my path
of life....
So will my night be fulfulling ? I expect to receive nothing, just to be
called...
Peace !
listening and father baron while I wash away sickness in time....
I am standing in new understandings of what I already know so when the light
shines in
It has new refraction , new reflection will expand me in growth
I may be called tonight,
To the icu
and I will be a vessel of peace
I have a check in my wallet to give in donation in morning so that someone
can receive aid and pay their deposit for another year at my childrens school
who might otherwise not be able to attend...
Whatever u have done to my least you have done to me...I walk around now with
singles to give anyone who asks...
Ask and you shall be given, do not turn away ur neighbor....
And I have only love in my heart to give, so come to me all who are sick and I
will hold your spirit thru christ as this is fulfilling to me, this is my path
of life....
So will my night be fulfulling ? I expect to receive nothing, just to be
called...
Peace !
Ending to a prayer for a friend who lost their dad
I believe ultimately is isn't time that consoles, at best it puts things in
their place and creates order, what's truly needed is hearts, born together in
family and blood to open and receive the gifts eachother has shared in ur dad
and create a new space to fill the emptiness...
Reach inside and offer what u have never dreamed possible but you know has
always been there
Love and strength !
their place and creates order, what's truly needed is hearts, born together in
family and blood to open and receive the gifts eachother has shared in ur dad
and create a new space to fill the emptiness...
Reach inside and offer what u have never dreamed possible but you know has
always been there
Love and strength !
Rilke
I believe one has to live life to the limit, not according to each day but
according to its depth.
One does not have to do what comes next if one feels a greater affinity with
that which happens later, even in a remote distance.
One may dream while others are saviors if these dreams are more real to oneself
than reality and more necessary than bread. One ought to turn the most extreme
possibility inside oneself into the measure for ones life, for our life is vast
and can accommodate as much future as we are able to carry !
according to its depth.
One does not have to do what comes next if one feels a greater affinity with
that which happens later, even in a remote distance.
One may dream while others are saviors if these dreams are more real to oneself
than reality and more necessary than bread. One ought to turn the most extreme
possibility inside oneself into the measure for ones life, for our life is vast
and can accommodate as much future as we are able to carry !
Prose on questions for work
REFLECTIONS ON SPIRITUAL ISSUES
Last night, I was watching World on Fire, a favorite group of DVD of mine where Fathor Baron
shares the Story of Catholicism, Being on call, the perfect series to watch to stay in my heart
of religion, prayer and love.
Profoundly last night, when Father Baron was speaking on the Euchurist, and sharing the
theology of drinking the blood of christ through the wine and eating the body of christ
through the bread, i felt EXTEREMELY MOVED. He spoke for about 30 minutes about how
god transforms things differently then the mind here on earth can understand. Look at the way he questioned
Job in Hymn to Yeewah, Do you know where the lines of the foundation are layed. This same way
my heart was able to receive, here in the church of your heart, we call upon christ and he open our mouths
to the bread of life, to the body of christ, and a tear came to my eye as profound and beautiful this is
and i think that my pastoral formation should include the same feeling the minister feels when he
beings mass and says, peace be with you, and we say back, and also with your spirit, because
we are speaking to the christlike person the minister is becoming preforming the mass. I pray to
drink the blood of chtrist and eat the body of christ and be that christ like minister as i minister to those
in the hospital he puts infront of me. May i receive such a blessing to be only used.
Prose
When one thinks in terms of doing for another, being for another, filling for
another, its like waving a flag, here I am, I am here doing for u.....being for
you, affirming and acknowledging for you...and that is great and beautiful and
nurturing and wonderful for children who can not do so for themselves....eventually
it becomes cripping in its own way and stampers out independance where its
meant to proceed... as one waves that same flag and does so much for the other
one might hear you are not capable of being or doing for yourself so I must do
for you.
Unconditional love, in the most sincere and, I proclaim, as with most of the
philosophers and poets of years past and words spoken is the greatest offering
to give another, but without righteousness, it means a giving of oneself
unveiled and so unconditional that in its truth it can hold anothers purity . It
can hold them without condition.
another, its like waving a flag, here I am, I am here doing for u.....being for
you, affirming and acknowledging for you...and that is great and beautiful and
nurturing and wonderful for children who can not do so for themselves....eventually
it becomes cripping in its own way and stampers out independance where its
meant to proceed... as one waves that same flag and does so much for the other
one might hear you are not capable of being or doing for yourself so I must do
for you.
Unconditional love, in the most sincere and, I proclaim, as with most of the
philosophers and poets of years past and words spoken is the greatest offering
to give another, but without righteousness, it means a giving of oneself
unveiled and so unconditional that in its truth it can hold anothers purity . It
can hold them without condition.
Prose
Silence comes easier as there is no contemplatiopn in
Praise the lord
For the good feeling in life
And as I talk about my new 180 hours for certification others share with me the
musts to receive this unit complete with 300 total hours by end of may... I
hear if u want to do this work anywhere u need it.
I think the lord will put me where the work is needed and I pray to not forget
both are equally a blessing....
-k
Praise the lord
For the good feeling in life
And as I talk about my new 180 hours for certification others share with me the
musts to receive this unit complete with 300 total hours by end of may... I
hear if u want to do this work anywhere u need it.
I think the lord will put me where the work is needed and I pray to not forget
both are equally a blessing....
-k
ASH WEDNESDAY
I learned that the ashes are from the burning of the palms when jesus rode the
donkey into jerusalem and we sang hosana in the highest....he came into the city
, did we know he would be crucified and make right our sins ? Do we agree
that the perfection has already happened in jesus ? 40 days, not of sacrifice ,
but of contemplation.....
Ashes to ashes , dust to dust , all we come to be and come to end if not in
christ. If not in this world BUT of this world....
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