Though I prefer to present
a smooth and polished surface,
it’s in the cracks and crevices
of my imperfect self
that love germinates and grows.
JDG
Though I prefer to present
a smooth and polished surface,
it’s in the cracks and crevices
of my imperfect self
that love germinates and grows.
JDG
Is it divine ordering
or simply happenstance
when, against all odds,
things work out?
In the presence of such mystery,
I offer heartfelt thanks.
JDG
Thank you, Universe,
for letting me learn softly
from a big mistake.
JDG
Soaked in golden light
I stand at the close of a
worrisome day. So much to
fret about, so much
to do, but for this golden
moment, I’ll let it wash away.
JDG
That you can be
an idiot is clear to me.
That I can be one too
is more difficult to see.
JDG
What arises will fall away.
Such is the beating heart of the Universe.
May I take what each day brings
and from it shape an offering.
It will be rough and cracked and incomplete,
formed from all my yeses, all my noes,
and all my muddy maybes.
Universe, each day I give you me.
JDG
I watch as my mind
does a broad sweep, finds something
to worry about.
JDG
May my mantra be
“relaxed focus, gentle care,
openness to joy”.
JDG
We all make mistakes.
That’s a given. It’s what we
do next that shapes our
living. Do we lie, deny,
or justify? Can
we look the truth in the eye
and begin to rectify?
JDG
I had to arrest
myself today. The charge?
Disturbing the peace.
JDG