meditation overheard

captured in this enfleshed entanglement
negotiating pathways in search of clear air
receiving mystery from beyond what is known
into the open space that surrounds deep heart
warmly beating again and again and again
passing through the body in all directions
giving fully to be with loved ones before
and yet to come in the spaces that always
dwell in the around of more than just one

Hell(o)

I said, "I accidentally dropped
the "o" from Hello this morning
and created..."

She leaped in, "Stop!  Don't finish!
A little bit of that always goes
a long way."

I asked, "Are you suggesting that we
should do what the soul calls for?"

She replied, "Only if all parties 
recognize that there are three sides
to every argument."

Thinking out loud, I said, "How is talking
about it now seen as a threat?"

"Because," she answered, "change
never comes from the delights
of being comfortable."

But others sneered and said, “They are filled with new wine.” – Acts 2:13

Holy Vine,
Maker and Pourer,
declaring, This, this
is my blood,
dazzle our palate
with a vintage never 
before tasted,
for the sneerers
are sneering at all
that makes life holy,
pointing to create 
doubt in the fantastic
idea that a way
can be The Way;
for the magic
grape buyers
and drinkers of hope
need a sip from 
the Grail once again.
Amen.

Today

Seeing the stars and the sliver of moon
as the sunset fades into the wildfire
of creation's night sky, I am aware:
of obstacles overcome on the way and
the greatness of beauty expanded
in a few relationships, the time
where negotiation standing on a side
with a firm line collapsed into an embrace,
a new perception of beauty walking towards
me in all of its ostentatiousness and
rolling swagger and the cathedral of limits
opening its doors and declaring, Today,
and perhaps tomorrow, the necessary
and the good will become one.

Junk Drawer

On closing the kitchen junk drawer
I said, "I wish I were an expert
in industrial-strength organization."

She said, "Even in death accomodations
will be made for everybody."

I turned and asked, "Where does your
desire come from; to be a part of your
own creation story?"

Smiling, she said, "Probably when
I last added an orphaned black button
to the drawer you were just mulling 
through."

I replied, feigning hurt, "So you admit
that eating the last warm pretzel gave
you sweet, strange delusions?"

She said, "The power of illusion calls
one to make premature judgements
about something one knows nothing,
absolutely nothing about."

Hello, Friends! I am pleased and thrilled to announce the publication of my book, One Desire: A Book of Collects. It is available from your favorite independent bookstore or online in hardcopy/book format or in digital form on your preferred reader. Click on the below link to order from Morgenstern Booksellers, an indie bookstore in Bloomington, Indiana. https://bookshop.org/books/one-desire-a-book-of-collects/9780578904504

Every Sunday I post to this blog a Collect that I have written. The book is a collection of Collects written in 2020.

What is a Collect? A Collect is a unique blend of scriptural commentary, poetry and prayer written/spoken with the intention of bringing about change in the speaker and the speaker’s world. The Collect has five parts. The speaker addresses G*d. The speaker shares the aspect of G*d that relates to the expressed desire. The speaker names their desire. The speaker gives a reason for the desire. The speaker finishes with a word of praise or conclusion. Your support is welcome. Enjoy!