Friday, January 29, 2021

sdq

With song I dance around a new room
As I say goodbye to my daughter I mov e to a new space not one without her this one after...

And I think ahhh home here home there home in the rv home in mansion home in mexico home in casa...

I think how it's home where the heart is
With kids off in their lands and no one to love outside I rotate and‎ reflect on how to deepen my gift-

Lord hear my prayers- I know not what is best for me I know clearly my purpose I am a healer a crusader for Christ in the
Is world for ears that can hear.

Amen

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prose sdq

 ‎There is a certain presence 

That my eyes will look though
That might deeply connect me to
My breathe and the nature and sounds
Around me

And that same gracious gift I receive of fullbess of gods loved child It seperates me
As eyes that can see see far ahead of words and inside this moment of being

And I give love to this moment of being as if my born identity 

And I sleep alone.....

Lord we thank you for your being for your forgivess and or your son Jesus Christ who hold the sins of man within us and ding on the cross is within us too through you and in you so we can live...

Amen

Sunday, January 24, 2021

generosity of spirit

 generous

of heart 

of spirit 

of giving


its a gift to be the vessel to open forth in seva


a grand gesture awaits as i release more into the university of my days 


the lady guard who opens a shortcut to the kissing of sunrise and the embrace of the beloved


awaits 


the coffee i golf cart thru with and prepare every morning from a thermal pouring us two cups


no words

almost apparent this is my duty 

and i thank her with my silence yet take in a humbling breathe


gatekeeper to humanity

good morning


kmg2021



🦋KMG🦋

Tuesday, January 19, 2021

great man great quote

 

To quote Theodore Roosevelt:
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”

KMG

morning

frost is seen across the flat manicured plains of the golf course the sun rises
the wind blows
lawnmowers and birds hmmm 
til there is silence

Monday, December 14, 2020

Home

 And it was in my room with "mousey" I waited til dark. I prayed once to be blind cause I wanted a blind guide dog. Only mousey would know.


I drop into my heart and realize how answered those prayer were -- how blinded to the world I am and how present the need to give love and be loved was 

Today I have 6 pups in my children and the blessing to know I co create with God and humble mysef to know I can only ask for a small knowledge of what I have to put into words.

Like Solomon I pray to be known and for the knowledge to be bestowed as the greatest gift - I silent to allow consideration - knowing
im here.

Amen
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Monday, November 9, 2020

Tibetan book of the dead

Now when the bardo of dying appears, I will abandon attachment and grasping to everything, Enter, undistractedly, a state in which the instructions are clear, And transfer my own awareness into the realm of unborn space; As I am about to leave this compound body of flesh and blood, I will realize it is a transitory illusion.