In this story

© Karol Nienartowicz

My mind likes to skip around and touch many things.  It does not do it when I focus on a job, or a creative, or needed bit of work.  But, it likes to wander when I sit to meditate.  Most of the time, I just note the type of thinking that is happening and let it go while at other times, if it seems important, I make a mental note to come back to it when I am not meditating .

I like to practice being loving, open, curious and aware.

I also like having Jesus in my mind and heart.  I like having the holy ones, the buddhas and bodhisattvas, the shamans and medicine people, the prophets and lovers, helping find the way creator intends and providing me a moral and ethical compass.

I have come back to this thought that visited me while I was meditating.  I wonder if we can truly be Christians when we do not love our enemies as ourselves or see Christ in everyone.  I wonder if self-proclaimed Christians who do not love others as ourselves are pretenders making believe and perhaps mocking the creator, redeemer, sustainer of life with our emptiness and self-centeredness.  When we live with hate and blame in our hearts and minds, we do not yet know Christ or the holy ones and may never experience the living mystery in our lifetime and perhaps lose the opportunity to discover our true nature and humanity.

I like the story where the great mystery creates us to evolve and transform and change continuously while maintaining our sense of continuity, integrity and love.  The one where we are creator’s creatures and no one and nothing has prior claim to us and we are love’s body, love’s creation.  The story where all the other spirits and forces who claim power and authority over us are idols and false gods seeking to rule over and oppress us.

In this story, there is no god but God, the great mystery and lover of life, which sets us free from every form of oppression and captivity so we might choose a good and healing way to be present here and now and know we are as love intends.

abandoning violence

© Hint Pixtrang

Fear keeps us from abandoning violence as a tool and behavior.  We want to be able to defend ourselves if we feel threatened.  We want to be able to defend and protect those we love and those for whom we care and the unknown others who are being harmed and hurt, oppressed and exploited. But violence perpetuates violence and the wounds do not begin to heal until the violence ceases.

We know we cannot protect ourselves from feeling pain and suffering.  We cannot prevent the suffering we cause one another with violence.  We know the dominant powers of this man-made world can kill our bodies and damage our minds if they so desire, but they have been unable to control or eliminate our spirits.  We have no defense against their weapons and laws, but the love, wisdom and will to resist creator gives us.

This is not the first time, nor will it be the last time we are called into being to love Creator, creation and ourselves.  The gift of love’s grace is given time and time again to every generation of sentient beings.  Christ lives, Buddha lives, the ancestors live, future generations live, the holy spirit of life lives, in us, between and among us.

Not everyone can see or feel love’s presence within and around us.  Fear and dread, anxiety and depression interfere with the connection between us and the great mystery.  The man-made world changes when we change.  When we change for love the world follows.  

Have no fear, do no evil, and be love in the world as we are in creation.

Love is Sacred

Love is Sacred

When I am with you

we burn together

until there is but fine dust

like cedar's yellow-green pollen

Settling on leaves, rocks

and the chairs outside

until rain returns claiming the dust

forming lives from love's mud

Love has its way with us

knowing just what to do

dancing and intertwining

We moan and weep

Laughing and crying

in joy and sorrow

feeling our way

through Love's beauty

Here we are together

not knowing for how long

making plans, sharing intimacies,

going round and round

While trees keep watch

rooting and growing

flowering and seeding

praying love's prayers

Courage to Rise

What courage does it take to terrorize
what wisdom to believe the lies
what faith to trust the gods of war and greed
what intelligence to follow teachers of hate


A crucified Christ silently indicts
the politics of power, religion and state
actions born from accepted worldly wisdom
denial of the sacred for the god of belief

Truth is written by grief
on faces and bodies broken by violence
by loss of loved ones, of home, of hope

Pull the body from the rubble
take it down from the cross
carry it against the tide
away from the arena
against the crush,
the push of the crowd,
the mob’s rush
to violence and more blood

To the tomb lying open,
waiting deep in the soul
in the beating heart’s distress,
in the emptiness
there to find courage
to rise again in love

Love is Home

Some say,

“home is where the heart is,”

where we live

and build our lives.

This is true and there is more.

Home is where love lives freely.

Home is where hearts find peace

in love’s presence.

Love is home,

where we come from

where we are headed

claiming our becoming.

Guarionex Delgado

5/27/16

Then Shall We Be Free

Fear has armed us so that we shoot first

And ask questions later, if at all.

We have wandered far from the garden

Of original blessings into a land laid waste

By doing as we please.

Earth is subject to our ravenous desires.

We have forgotten her as parent

To all flesh, blood and bone.

We believe ourselves superior

To the relations with whom we journey.

We take offering nothing in return.

A few feast with their acolytes and minions

While billions struggle to survive

Or are content with distractions and trivial pursuits

Or with the angry blaming words of bigots and despots.

Minds and spirits sicken and wither from loss of love.

Free are those who respond to life

with love, grace and beauty of their own

for they are like the earth herself

regenerating from deep within

healing all that draw near.

Guarionex Delgado

20160101

The Work is Ours

The sky is cloudy and the morning cold enough to freeze

though the weather reports predict a warming day.

The news admits 2015 is the hottest year on record.

A flight of chickadees moves through the fall leaves

remaining on the trees across the street.

Out of the unknown, nothing appears demanding attention.

The mistakes and sins are old.  

The wounds fresh and mounting.

The work is ours to do. 

The work is love.

The work is ours

Love is Judge

Sometimes the Spirit comes to rest in us

the moment is blessed eternally

we are formed inwardly by a great mystery

drawn to love’s beauty.

Here we are created to receive and give,

experience and nurture, love.

We are to heal and regenerate

the universe of which we are part

loving life’s creator with our personal

and collective being and becoming.

A spirit journey in the flesh

where every encounter and experience

is communion with creation

and resolution of the conflict between

duality and what truly matters

Fear and madness, violence and despair

a history of suffering and enthrallment

mindlessness and addiction

may stand in the way

but on this gray day in the yellow green leaves

with the trunks of the trees black beneath them

love finds us, lighting the way out of pits and traps.

In the end as well as now

Love is the measure

by which we are judged

Love is the judge of all we do.

The instructions are clear and spirit sweet:

Love the mystery like no other and

love the other as self

then for us and our descendants

all shall be well

Day 1, 1/1/2014

Gazing at the tree tops through the skylight

on this first day of the new year

Wondering what might happen for better or worse

among the daughters and sons

of mother earth and father sky.

There is a Pope Francis now whose words are loving and true. 

A pope who patterns himself on the Christ he follows. 

This is a significant change and rarity

among those who have name recognition in the world.

It is a healthy sign in a suffering world.

There are signs of transformation when we look for them. 

The holy spirit of life inspiring human hearts and minds 

turning us away from the path of violence and destruction,

setting our feet on the ground of being

inclining  us toward healing, wholeness and peace.

We are in the time

where those who seek to know their true nature

discover what Love intends and live it.

We are in the time when evil does not hide

but parades about as worldly wisdom,

gloating in its power over the community of life. 

Yet even as its power seems complete,

there arises within life’s wounded suffering body

the healing spirit of the holy ones.

Though evil slaughters the innocent and faithful

burying the truth with lies and covering itself with blood and glory

it shall fall and prostrate itself at the feet of Love

and be transformed into what Love intends.

We are at heaven’s gate

streaming into a new creation without borders or boundaries

set free by a love we glimpse in signs and miracles

among the daughters and sons

of mother earth and father sky.

I Serve You, Love

You, who are journey and way of life

I choose to serve you

liberator of spirit

who set us free from bondage

in every form it takes

You, who bring us into being

and into awareness of becoming

You, who give us a healing spirit

to guide us on the journey

You, who give us feelings

so we might know what you intend

You, who vanquish fear and death

for the sake of life’s well being

You, who plant the seed of love

in every cell, creature and creation

that we might know the love

from which we come to be

mirroring its beauty while it flows

filling us then spilling into the world

leaking through its cracks and crevices

into damaged, hardened hearts and minds

transforming and healing what we cannot

I Serve You, Love

“--------“ = A Moment of Silence

“It is not I who live but Christ who lives in me,”

said Paul

or so I’ve heard

It is not I who love but Christ who loves in me

Love the anointed living in me

in all of us

from love to love

love the seed sown

a great mystery uniting beings as one

for the well being of life

mystery creating life from light

aware

reflective

self directing at some point

intelligent
curious

adaptable

wise

compassionate

transforming

evolving

journeying time and space

deepening inwardly
stretching out

to the limits of senses

imagination

and beyond

life consciousness

spreading among the parts

every part aware

A primal directive

Love “--------“

with your whole being and becoming

and its corollary

Love other as self

feel

Creation eagerly awaiting

the awakening of “--------“’s children