Showing posts with label blessed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blessed. Show all posts
Monday, May 18, 2009
Trickling Rain
Upon the final drops of
trickling rain
the sigh from your
unspoken pain
is offered to the
world's spirit
An ancient carriage
A timeless aftermath
Still raw and undefined
Caught in water that shall
purify and nourish
Earth Mother
and all her offspring
So that you
and I
are consecrated again
in trickling rain.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
I am Blessed and I Bless
My desk sits in front of a wide glass window through which I look up into the branches of ancient fig trees. Peeps of ice blue sky fill the spaces between branches and leaves, some of which are drenched in spring’s sunlight, others in shadows of varying contrast.
Rainbow lorikeets make good use of the trees while offering a different voice to the urban sounds of traffic and domestic equipment. It is easily possible to forget that I am only a fifteen minute walk to the city.
What makes this dwelling home after twelve months of a somewhat nomadic existence? It is knowing that I won’t have to move unless I want to. Having moved house six times in the last ten years because landlords have decided to sell or raise the rent to levels I have not been able to afford, it has become the most relevant reason.
So I have been setting up home once again. It has been a joyous experience. Finding new items to bring into my space while delighting in the pleasant surprise of unpacking old favorites has been part of this joy.
This move is different to all other moves because this time, my children have not moved with me. I feel as if I have been instructed to start from scratch. It’s not just a new home. It’s not just a new beginning. It’s a new life.
It’s not that the old has been discarded. It is rather that the old has transformed and I must be ready to meet it on fresh terms. And the old includes who I have been and how I have been, not just a few months or years ago but even a few moments ago, a second ago!
In all this movement and change, and now this settling down, I feel the strength and the ever-growing sense of two things – Gratitude and Faith.
Deepening gratitude, strengthening faith.
And so I am blessed. And so I bless.
May I live for the greatness and goodness of all.
Rainbow lorikeets make good use of the trees while offering a different voice to the urban sounds of traffic and domestic equipment. It is easily possible to forget that I am only a fifteen minute walk to the city.
What makes this dwelling home after twelve months of a somewhat nomadic existence? It is knowing that I won’t have to move unless I want to. Having moved house six times in the last ten years because landlords have decided to sell or raise the rent to levels I have not been able to afford, it has become the most relevant reason.
So I have been setting up home once again. It has been a joyous experience. Finding new items to bring into my space while delighting in the pleasant surprise of unpacking old favorites has been part of this joy.
This move is different to all other moves because this time, my children have not moved with me. I feel as if I have been instructed to start from scratch. It’s not just a new home. It’s not just a new beginning. It’s a new life.
It’s not that the old has been discarded. It is rather that the old has transformed and I must be ready to meet it on fresh terms. And the old includes who I have been and how I have been, not just a few months or years ago but even a few moments ago, a second ago!
In all this movement and change, and now this settling down, I feel the strength and the ever-growing sense of two things – Gratitude and Faith.
Deepening gratitude, strengthening faith.
And so I am blessed. And so I bless.
May I live for the greatness and goodness of all.
You wreck my shop and my house and now my heart, but
how can I run from what
gives me life? I’m weary of personal worrying, in love
with the art of madness!
Jalal Ad-Din Rumi Translated by Coleman Barks in The Soul of Rumi
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