"Spiritual knowledge comes through deep stillness, detachment and deep stillness, while wisdom comes thru humble meditations on holy scripture and above all ALL through the grace given by god- may grace and peace be upon you, may the sacred Heart of christ me upon you today - amen -k

There is a prayer in concern, worry- a sort‎ of focused cry, sadness, wish, for another, for oneself, 

In this is humility,. As the sadness includes the incapability to fix- maybe it's also seeking a docter- a cure- a magic wand to wave light into a dark and unknowing place

Prayer

Any religion can organize it

It's always god

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 it's already in you......‎

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Blessed be those who are called to the table of the lamb

Blessed are the poor in spirit

Blessed at those who morn

For theirs is the kingdom of heaven‎

Keep your intentions focused on love

Save up not treasures but these....

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Amen-‎

The meditation includes the sunrise- open space, palm trees and waters edge in the prayer, for the rocks the waves break onto   know not the waves plan.  Kmg2016

Very exciting it feels being part of of a community all heading to beach-- running thru trains- all speaking to each other as a large family- meeting open to meet if just for the passing moment- feels uniquely like traveling in a foreign land in the same language and clothes.... how nice to see thy neighbor same as me... all journeying.LIRR memorial day weekend-kmg

‎There is so much energy in the city which I have remained locked away from in my castle on 83rd street. How it's been such a gift and I open now to the gift of new York city.

Citibike, one way transportation to who knows where..bowling, ...fish house , north river pier-

West Village, Washington square... 

How alive time becomes when the destination is everywhere...

"Do not live in the past because the past is already gone. Do not live in the future because that is filled with expectations and it hasn't arrived. Be fully aware of whatever is arising in this very moment with total awareness and insight. Be in the present moment. This is the pure way to discover life that is none other than emptiness, divine truth, and oneness."

 what makes me cry into truth is being grateful for the small patches of life, blessings, angels shining thru. When things can suck divorce- a kid issue- a this a that,but what passed was a pretty good day...and they are not all good days, slepping and lugging and legistics, but when a blessing comes, and it's bright and there is love and laughter..... well it's enough to be grateful here in prayer.... im learning things are never gonna look the way my very small, . Fitile brain thinks they are, they are large strokes of color, music and light painted on a canvas that has no end.... -kmg2016

poem for today

You never know the world aright till the Sea floweth in your veins, till you are Clothed with the Heavens, and Crowned with the Stars; And perceive yourself to be the Sole Heir of the Whole World; And more so then, because Men are in it who are every one Sole Heirs, as well as you. Till you are intimately Acquainted with that Shady Nothing out of which this World was made; Till your spirit filleth the whole World and the Stars are your Jewels; Till you love Men so as to Desire their happiness with a thirst equal to the zeal of your own.

Traherne 

I can not know

But project

That it easier to be busier

In motion- in doing- in dividing things up

This looking thru 'that 'lens 

Then to feel‎

Mayb that lens doesn't serve anymore
Love is the answer-- love settles

God is always there waiting

I think feeling has got to the the hardest suffering

To feel all of the world's emotions

And remain alone

-kmg

"Who would not come and eat at the table of christ because he didn't have washed hands..... who will not come to the wedding feast because their lamps burned out waiting elsewhere..." 

The more time distances me from the marriage years I shared the cleaner the lens of perception becomes, I see how clearly my spirituality deepened so I can deepen in trust and believe in myself,. ...I have so much to give, and I am so grateful...."who would not take the sheep who has fallen in a ditch out on the sabbath...and who would not run from the keeper who has nothing to feed u.."


Similar bible quotes that deepen for me as when Jesus answered the pharasees "the rules were written to wash ur hands before u eat, but those who are so busy following the rules do they really have god in their heart. ..... you are gods beautiful soul, already., christ already died for all the sins we have in us, so u can life in the light. Receive that light, it's life's journey home... 

How often I wait for a sign
A better than Jonas I here

That enough
Love

Amen
-kmg

poem

Wisława Szymborska, translated from the Polish by Clare Cavanagh and Stanisław Barańczak

MARCH 8, 2012 ISSUE

I’m a poor audience for my memory.
She wants me to attend her voice nonstop,
but I fidget, fuss,
listen and don’t,
step out, come back, then leave again.

She wants all my time and attention.
She’s got no problem when I sleep.
The day’s a different matter, which upsets her.

She thrusts old letters, snapshots at me eagerly,
stirs up events both important and un-,
turns my eyes to overlooked views,
peoples them with my dead.

In her stories I’m always younger.
Which is nice, but why always the same story.
Every mirror holds different news for me.

She gets angry when I shrug my shoulders.
And takes revenge by hauling out old errors,
weighty, but easily forgotten.
Looks into my eyes, checks my reaction.
Then comforts me, it could be worse.

She wants me to live only for her and with her.
Ideally in a dark, locked room,
but my plans still feature today’s sun,
clouds in progress, ongoing roads.

At times I get fed up with her.
I suggest a separation. From now to eternity.
Then she smiles at me with pity,
since she knows it would be the end of me too.

And what is the dream

But false truth

For antichrist becomes more powerful than christ to those who dream the world is real.

For what is real, but the love u cry into, suffer into, yearn for, 

Healing is freedom. For it demonstrates that dreams will not prevail the truth. 

Sickness would prove that lies must be the truth. But healing demonstrates that truth is true

Yes eyes accustomed to illusioms must be shown that what they lok upon is false.

This morning I look upon the love in my heart

And I cry like a baby into grateful

For I am.......the greatest feeling of love I can stretch and even then I can not know.

I come to the prayer cushion in gratitude. 

Grateful 

Amen

How utterly amazing is someone who flees from something he cannot escape By Ibn Ata' Illah (1250 - 1309) English version by Victor Danner How utterly amazing is someone who flees from something he cannot escape           to seek something that will not last! "It is not the eyes that are blind,           but the hearts in the breasts are blind." Do not travel from phenomenal being to phenomenal being. You will be like the donkey going around at the mill.           It travels to what it set out from. Travel from phenomenal beings                     to the Maker of Being. "And the final end is to your Lord.

And is it not what was born but what was found, touched upon, that memory re ignites...and isn't it the the past,still a being in the fullness of its occurrence, if only it is understood not according to its content but by a means of its intensity- surely one can rip open gifts quickly and discard them swiftly as the next Shiny ornament catches ones eye..but what of gifts of the heart- humility opens its mit and two hands are needed to grasp it's fullness 

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 Jesus taught in matthew purity of speech, how what goes into the mouth is eliminated but what comes out is not---I pray light flow freely as I learn to balance empathy not sympathy in my work with a purity of heart and speech-- what I work on is who I become may the blessings of this day be upon this work here at the monastary --- wash over light filled in thy will and lead me to greater pastures- amen -k

The weather-----, I don't mind the rain at all. Just like the snow- seasons- all beautiful and a part of nature that we must adapt to and isn't that just the journey in a nutshell....: re; suffering- not sure it can be avoided in life- coupled with faith- it can have great meaning- which somehow I am learning if we can love thru, in the moment, will bring the blessin- the heart of christ- that heart of forgiveness, compasion, ,,,, plant the seed to offer empathy cause it's so deeply burned in received... :) 

 My christianity has long since moved into the heart of love where jesus is not idol, man. Or sense to point to but pure love and entrance in a lights- energy - path towards something greater which I, somehow yearn, strive, and have.a deep faith of---- that's all :) 

And what of mothers day

Mother Earth receives the rain

Blessings from th sky pour downward

AND AS EASILY as it could have been the sunrise

A rising star full of praise in its heat and glory

And without preference I gaze inward

Releasing the small wants and desire that float by

On their clouds of preference, 

Breathing into a indifference  ‎ which I put on as my cloak, the heart of christ as my savior for this day, I pray that I can't get them ever of, as me they are and shall become so let it be so, amen

“I’m going to keep pushing myself to become more perfect.”

In doing so we end up strengthening and enhancing the sense of “I,” the sense of duality that we want to transcend in the first place.

In a sense, prayer begins where expression ends. The soul can only intimate its persistent striving, the riddle of its unhappiness, the strain of living 'twixt hope and fear. Where is the tree that can utter fully the silent passion of the soil? Words can only open the door, and we can only weep on the threshold of our in communicable thirst after the incomprehensible. 

Heschel