Monday, February 15, 2010

Sister Water

Beloved sister water, troubled by this time
wet and flowing, deep, dark sea of life
we are made mostly of you. We drink you.
We hold you within the skin of us.
You the sea nourishing life,
the hand dug well in the desert of longing.

We capture you forgetting your sacredness
bottling your mystery in plastic.
We do not recognize the One reflected in you.
You come and go as the living way wills.
Every now and then, every here and there
kindred awaken to the way in you.

We, children of a sea within, know you are
your own and intertwined with life’s Spirit.
Sweet water, salt water, blue, gray, turquoise
moonlight slides across your black shining face
on your dancing body sunlight shatters gleaming.

Yet when light slows to the speed of flesh
becoming finned and flippered, it swims
in your ancient holiness as in time’s womb.
Raining from cloud filled skies you tear along
cutting new channels in earth’s soft breast
and her rock hard bones or slowly meander
sinking into hidden seas and rivers birthing springs.

Sister water teach us, show us the way
to heal the harm we do in ignorance or arrogance.
Spirit of sea and hillside spring, spirit of rain
and morning dew, of wetland and marsh,
spirit of well, fog and unknown deep,
of crashing storm driven waves, falling snow
and calving glaciers, guide us whose tears are yours.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

If we cannot see good

If we cannot see good within the other, if we cannot see the power of love, if we cannot see love in the other, we will not find it in ourselves for in the end, we and the other are one.

We choose to heal our relationship to the creation, to the creator after a time. We all do, or so I hope. We come to journey the way that heals. We come to make the way, to clear it so those who follow can see the signs and choose the way.

Contrary to popular belief, there is only one way to be faithful to the Beloved's love. And that is by being the possibility of compassion in the creation.

The universe is all center. Everything exists as the center of the universe. The Beloved lives in everything and witnesses everything. When we acknowledge God's presence in the other we no longer respond out of the old paradigm. Love and compassion guide us as we open and allow the Spirit of life to flow through us. We are peace. We are the healing for which the creation longs.