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
Sunday, January 4, 2015
Reflections on spiritual issues at work
REFLECTIONS ON SPIRITUAL ISSUES
I have to copy and paste my recent postings as those are my spiritual issues or presentations:
1---------
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 !
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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 ....
3--- Message sent to my kids this week:
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE is forgiving anything you can be or do and loving you all the same
can i do that for your father, i can ....MOM
I have to copy and paste my recent postings as those are my spiritual issues or presentations:
1---------
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 !
2--------------
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 ....
3--- Message sent to my kids this week:
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE is forgiving anything you can be or do and loving you all the same
can i do that for your father, i can ....MOM
Poem
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 birthdayy is next week and how I enter the unknown equally much as I have
entered time
And I am that grateful
of the fabric that woven allows for forgiveness
Allows for adventure in the giving
Opens to love-
My birthdayy is next week and how I enter the unknown equally much as I have
entered time
And I am that grateful
poem
Gods grace
Is upon me as. I breathe the
Breath of knowing
Peace reigns as I become the light
atop a hill, this penbthouse
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-
Amen
Is upon me as. I breathe the
Breath of knowing
Peace reigns as I become the light
atop a hill, this penbthouse
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-
Amen
Poem
How the Soul Through the Senses Finds God in All Creatures
By Jacopone da Todi (Jacopone Benedetti)
(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.
By Jacopone da Todi (Jacopone Benedetti)
(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.
Henri Nouwan
God is beyond," beyond our heart and mind, beyond our feelings and thoughts,
beyond our expectations and desires, and beyond all the events and experiences
that make up our life. Still he is in the center of all of it. Here we touch the
heart of prayer since here it becomes manifest that in prayer the distinction
between God's presence and God's absence no longer distinguishes. In prayer,
God's presence is never separated from his absence and God's absence is never
separated from his presence. His presence is so much beyond the human experience
of being together that it quite easily is perceived as absence. His absence, on
the other hand, is often so deeply felt that it leads to a new sense of
presence. This is powerfully expressed in Psalm 22:1-5:
My God, my God, why have you deserted me?
How far from saving me, the words I groan!
I call all day, my God, but you never answer,
all night long I call and cannot rest.
Yet, Holy One, you who make your home in the praises of Israel,
in you our fathers put their trust,
they trusted and you rescued them;
they called to you for help and they were saved,
they never trusted you in vain.
This prayer not only is the expression of the experience of the people of
Israel, but also the culmination of the Christian experience. When Jesus spoke
these words on the cross, total aloneness and full acceptance touched each
other. In that moment of complete emptiness all was fulfilled. In that hour of
darkness new light was seen. While death was witnessed, life was affirmed.
*Where God's absence was most loudly expressed, his presence was most profoundly
revealed.* When God himself in his humanity became part of our most painful
experience of God's absence, he became most present to us. It is in this mystery
that we enter when we pray.
Henri Nouwen
beyond our expectations and desires, and beyond all the events and experiences
that make up our life. Still he is in the center of all of it. Here we touch the
heart of prayer since here it becomes manifest that in prayer the distinction
between God's presence and God's absence no longer distinguishes. In prayer,
God's presence is never separated from his absence and God's absence is never
separated from his presence. His presence is so much beyond the human experience
of being together that it quite easily is perceived as absence. His absence, on
the other hand, is often so deeply felt that it leads to a new sense of
presence. This is powerfully expressed in Psalm 22:1-5:
My God, my God, why have you deserted me?
How far from saving me, the words I groan!
I call all day, my God, but you never answer,
all night long I call and cannot rest.
Yet, Holy One, you who make your home in the praises of Israel,
in you our fathers put their trust,
they trusted and you rescued them;
they called to you for help and they were saved,
they never trusted you in vain.
This prayer not only is the expression of the experience of the people of
Israel, but also the culmination of the Christian experience. When Jesus spoke
these words on the cross, total aloneness and full acceptance touched each
other. In that moment of complete emptiness all was fulfilled. In that hour of
darkness new light was seen. While death was witnessed, life was affirmed.
*Where God's absence was most loudly expressed, his presence was most profoundly
revealed.* When God himself in his humanity became part of our most painful
experience of God's absence, he became most present to us. It is in this mystery
that we enter when we pray.
Henri Nouwen
Prose
It is no longer I who live
But christ who lives in me
A goal of self sacrifice in giving only what is the greatest good to the world-
love-
Can I be that person- can I be
That of st theresa de avila who says I am safe within the walls of my interior
castle and therefore I need not for myself in this world, but provide for those
who come thru me, as they are the gifts I know yet not what will bring forth but
carry me in them-
But christ who lives in me
A goal of self sacrifice in giving only what is the greatest good to the world-
love-
Can I be that person- can I be
That of st theresa de avila who says I am safe within the walls of my interior
castle and therefore I need not for myself in this world, but provide for those
who come thru me, as they are the gifts I know yet not what will bring forth but
carry me in them-
Poem
| Where I wander -- You! By Levi Yitzchak of Berditchov (1740 - 1810) English version by Perle Besserman
Where I wander -- You!
Where I ponder -- You! Only You everywhere, You, always You. You, You, You. When I am gladdened -- You! And when I am saddened -- You! Only You, everywhere You! You, You, You. Sky is You! Earth is You! You above! You below! In every trend, at every end, Only You, everywhere You! |
Prose
The monkey mind cries itself to silence as I know how much pain my stillness has
balanced from quivering lips of loss and grief....for I grieve a dream long gone
that I have been holding on to and yet already slipped away........"
balanced from quivering lips of loss and grief....for I grieve a dream long gone
that I have been holding on to and yet already slipped away........"
pOEM FROM MY 10 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER
My family is a sandwich
My dad is the bottom piece of bread
trying to hold everything up but
sometimes
collapses under the weight.
Winthrop is the ketchup
touching everything in the sandwich
Oliver is the green lettuce
The part that sticks outs
Charles is the mean turkey
Big and taking up space
Hamilton is the smelly tomato
The thing that tastes weird
Gordon is the crust
The part one that nobody
wants
My mom is the top piece of bread
Making everything else feel safe
and together
And I am the delicious drink
The part that washes it all down
PROSE
Relationship is not about the other , moreover aren't we all in relationship and
there is that one, that one sharing that onerefleciton where u are soloved and
admired that the christ consciousness shines from within the reflection of
anothers live as seen in oneself thru their eyes ?
there is that one, that one sharing that onerefleciton where u are soloved and
admired that the christ consciousness shines from within the reflection of
anothers live as seen in oneself thru their eyes ?
post mexico
Waves crash
And the wind tell the story of a storm out at sea
I look up and the pelicans float mystically knowing of a sunrise
Yet to be seen
And the pink stretches just above
And the white egret stands still by me
As
Waves crash
-kmg 2014
And the wind tell the story of a storm out at sea
I look up and the pelicans float mystically knowing of a sunrise
Yet to be seen
And the pink stretches just above
And the white egret stands still by me
As
Waves crash
-kmg 2014
NouwaN
wE fear the people with power. They can control us and force us to do what we
don't want to do. We look up to the people with power. They have what we do not
have and can give or refuse according to their will. We envy people with power.
They can afford to go where we cannot go, and do what we cannot do. But God's
power is entirely the opposite. God does not want us to be afraid, distant or
envious. God wants us to come close, very close, so close that we can rest in
the intimacy of God as children in their mother's arms.
Therefore God became a little baby. Who can be afraid of a little baby? A tiny
baby is completely dependent on its parents, nurses, and caregivers. Yes, God
wanted to become so powerless as to be unable to eat or drink, walk or talk,
play or work without many people's help. Yes, God became dependent on human
beings to grow up and move among us and proclaim the good news. Yes, indeed,
*God chose to become so powerless that the realization of God's own mission
among us became completely dependent on us. How can we fear a baby we rock in
our arms, how can we look up to a baby that is so little and fragile, how can we
be envious of a baby who only smiles at us in response to our tenderness? That
is the mystery of the incarnation. God became human, in no way different from
other human beings, to break the through the walls of power in total weakness.
God became human for us to make divine love tangible. That's the story of Jesus.
Nowen
don't want to do. We look up to the people with power. They have what we do not
have and can give or refuse according to their will. We envy people with power.
They can afford to go where we cannot go, and do what we cannot do. But God's
power is entirely the opposite. God does not want us to be afraid, distant or
envious. God wants us to come close, very close, so close that we can rest in
the intimacy of God as children in their mother's arms.
Therefore God became a little baby. Who can be afraid of a little baby? A tiny
baby is completely dependent on its parents, nurses, and caregivers. Yes, God
wanted to become so powerless as to be unable to eat or drink, walk or talk,
play or work without many people's help. Yes, God became dependent on human
beings to grow up and move among us and proclaim the good news. Yes, indeed,
*God chose to become so powerless that the realization of God's own mission
among us became completely dependent on us. How can we fear a baby we rock in
our arms, how can we look up to a baby that is so little and fragile, how can we
be envious of a baby who only smiles at us in response to our tenderness? That
is the mystery of the incarnation. God became human, in no way different from
other human beings, to break the through the walls of power in total weakness.
God became human for us to make divine love tangible. That's the story of Jesus.
Nowen
KMG 2014
Awake with love
And you see the clouds that
See the sunrise
The birds that know of it
And the pelican who dives for
Breakfast
On the awaiting sea
Awake with love
And you see the local
Fisherman
Turn kelp cleaner
And you love him and all mexicans who serve this land
Who have a family at home
Awake with love and you feel your face, moist, you taste your lips awaiting
life, you squint and open wide -you release ur breathe as if clearing the fog
you created against the mirror to spell god with one finger instead u make a
squiggly and know it will all disappear in a moment
In the sunrise
In the shower------
And you see the clouds that
See the sunrise
The birds that know of it
And the pelican who dives for
Breakfast
On the awaiting sea
Awake with love
And you see the local
Fisherman
Turn kelp cleaner
And you love him and all mexicans who serve this land
Who have a family at home
Awake with love and you feel your face, moist, you taste your lips awaiting
life, you squint and open wide -you release ur breathe as if clearing the fog
you created against the mirror to spell god with one finger instead u make a
squiggly and know it will all disappear in a moment
In the sunrise
In the shower------
PROSE ready?
And I write
"And what about those who aren't ready
What about those who want to stay in the sweet bosom of 'retreat' cause they
obligations are light and their neckalces of pearls of moments of awakening need
be strung with every event.
Can one teach another there are millions of paths to each star with inside
contains a universe to be sought in the silence which is endless and alone and
connected only in the giving ?
Can one truly be awakened and move into lifes works without the iv of awakening
full and hanging above-
Prose
I'm not sure I've caught the sunrise , but once
As the cloud cover keeps it hiding
Sometimes its part of it all, knowing its there and being drawn either and
anyway
As the cloud cover keeps it hiding
Sometimes its part of it all, knowing its there and being drawn either and
anyway
Prose
And I write
"And what about those who aren't ready
What about those who want to stay in the sweet bosom of 'retreat' cause they
obligations are light and their neckalces of pearls of moments of awakening need
be strung with every event.
Can one teach another there are millions of paths to each star with inside
contains a universe to be sought in the silence which is endless and alone and
connected only in the giving ?
Can one truly be awakened and move into lifes works without the iv of awakening
full and hanging above-
"And what about those who aren't ready
What about those who want to stay in the sweet bosom of 'retreat' cause they
obligations are light and their neckalces of pearls of moments of awakening need
be strung with every event.
Can one teach another there are millions of paths to each star with inside
contains a universe to be sought in the silence which is endless and alone and
connected only in the giving ?
Can one truly be awakened and move into lifes works without the iv of awakening
full and hanging above-
SONG
Where have all the good men gone
and where are all the gods?
Where's the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss
and I turn
and I dream of what I need.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
He's gotta be strong
and he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light.
He's gotta be sure
and it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life!
Somewhere after midnight
in my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
there's someone reaching back for me.
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
He's gotta be strong
and he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light.
He's gotta be sure
and it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I could swear there is someone
somewhere
watching me.
Through the wind
and the chill
and the rain
And the storm
and the flood
I can feel his approach like a fire in my blood.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
He's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
St John
Whoever cares to do his best
Should look for what may still be gained
Not what already is obtained
And he will see the higher crest
And so to reach the utmost peak
I always shall be moved to go
Largely to something I don't know
That one may come on randomly...
St john of the cross
I came into the unknown
And stayed there unknowing
Rising beyond all knowledge
I did not know the door
But when u found the way
Unknowing where I was
I learned enormous things
But what I felt I cannot say
For I remain unknowing
Rising beyond all knowledge
It was the perfect realm
Of holiness and peace
In deepest solitude
I found the narrow way
A secret giving such release
And I as stunned and stammering
I as so far inside
So dazed and far away
My senses released
From feelings of my own
My mind found a surer way
A knowledge by unknowing
And he who does arrive
Collapses as in sleep
For all he knew before
Now seems a lowly thing
And so his knowledge grows so deep
And he remains unknowing
Rising beyond all knowledge
St john of the cross
And stayed there unknowing
Rising beyond all knowledge
I did not know the door
But when u found the way
Unknowing where I was
I learned enormous things
But what I felt I cannot say
For I remain unknowing
Rising beyond all knowledge
It was the perfect realm
Of holiness and peace
In deepest solitude
I found the narrow way
A secret giving such release
And I as stunned and stammering
I as so far inside
So dazed and far away
My senses released
From feelings of my own
My mind found a surer way
A knowledge by unknowing
And he who does arrive
Collapses as in sleep
For all he knew before
Now seems a lowly thing
And so his knowledge grows so deep
And he remains unknowing
Rising beyond all knowledge
St john of the cross
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