Shortening the time
between harumph and mmm-hmm
shortens suffering.
JDG
Shortening the time
between harumph and mmm-hmm
shortens suffering.
JDG
What a difference
one day can make. Yesterday
I became aware
of pounds of tension everywhere.
Today I felt an ounce of grace.
JDG
Before “will be”
and after “was”
lies the limitless now
inviting us to return home
from nonexistent lands.
JDG
Keeping a relaxed focus is tough.
There’s something
in me that tenses or just checks out.
I’m going
to try to notice not only
what I’m doing, but also how.
JDG
Amid loud voices
near the statue of Robert E. Lee,
two men, one white, one black.
one for, one against,
one a plumber, the other a coach
speak of the history that brings them there.
For fifteen minutes
they listen and speak
and when their conversation ends,
they shake hands and briefly hug,
having acknowledged their differences
and embraced their shared humanity.
If they can do it, so can we.
JDG
May we share this sacred time and place Dennis Ference brings to us..
Each day, before the sun rises
I cast my lot with the believers–
those who have come to know
that there is a Source within
from which all things emerge,which does not play
by our rules and constraints.
It is Mystery, sometimes
soothing mother, often
maddening jokester,
always larger than our vision
of what it should be.When I awake, the birds
are still voiceless, the streets
not yet in rhythm with the duties
and desires of their denizens.
I sip from a steaming cup
to melt away the remnants
of the night’s lethargy and
burrow slowly into the stillness
of naked Being where
I listen and wait.This is the place where
deeper meanings are discerned
and commitments are forged.
This is the place where healings
are announced and poems
are conceived. And for those
who would bow and surrender,
this is the grace of the Sacred
Now—divine…
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Practice, once only
a concept, now embodied
in exercise and poetry,
takes me deeper into
the heart, muscles, and bones of presence.
JDG
Some of us are slow
learners, which makes me grateful
that I’ve been given
seventy plus years to learn
what my granddaughter knew at two.
JDG
I am, that’s who,
but exactly why I am not sure.
Perhaps in giving each day a number,
I can see more clearly
where I am and how far I’ve come.
JDG
Out of the mist, dark
crows emerge, loudly cawing.
They definitely
do not believe in keeping
their opinions to themselves.
JDG