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