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God Falls In

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By Martha Beck: “A Jewish friend told me this story: A man asks his rabbi, ‘Why does God write the law on our hearts? Why not in our hearts? It’s the inside of my heart that needs God.’

The rabbi answered, ‘God never forces anything into a human heart. He writes the word on our hearts so that when our hearts break, God falls in.’

Whatever you hold sacred, you’ll find that an unguarded broken heart is the ideal instrument for absorbing it.”

See the entire article:
http://www.oprah.com/spirit/Martha-Beck-Lovers-Leap/1

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Last night, as I was sleeping,

I dreamt–marvelous error!–

that a spring was breaking

out in my heart.

I said: Along which secret aqueduct,

Oh water, are you coming to me,

water of a new life

that I have never drunk?


Last night, as I was sleeping

I dreamt–marvelous error!–

that I had a beehive

here inside my heart.

And the golden bees

were making white combs

and sweet honey

from my old failures.


Last night, as I was sleeping,

I dreamt–marvelous error!–

that a fiery sun was giving

light inside my heart.

It was fiery because I felt

warmth as from a hearth,

and sun because it gave light

and brought tears to my eyes


Last night, as I was sleeping,

I dreamt–marvelous error!–

that it was God I had

here inside my heart.

~Antonio Machado

(translated by R.B.)

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© John O’Donohue. All rights reserved.

In out-of-the-way places of the heart,

Where your thoughts never think to wander,

This beginning has been quietly forming,

Waiting until you were ready to emerge


For a long time it has watched your desire,

Feeling the emptiness growing inside you,

Noticing how you willed yourself on,

Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.


It watched you play with the seduction of safety

And the gray promises that sameness whispered,

Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent,

Wondered would you always live like this.


Then the delight, when your courage kindled,

And out you stepped onto new ground,

Your eyes young again with energy and dream,

A path of plenitude opening before you.


Though your destination is not yet clear

You can trust the promise of this opening;

Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning

That is at one with your life’s desire.


Awaken your spirit to adventure;

Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk;

Soon you will be in a new rhythm,

For your Soul senses the world that awaits you.


Discovered in:

To Bless The Space Between Us

for more information: www.johnodonohue.com

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Walk On

by Jyoti (click on this link to listen to the musical version)


Good morning, Grandfather.

I entered this life a ways back

and put skin on to walk two-legged on this Creation–

and what a glorious time it was.


It taught me about breath

and about sensing and feeling

and caring through my heart.

And I walked on around that Red Road,

looking and trying to understand more

about the mystery and the secrets She holds.


And You spoke to me through the wind,

and You sang to me through the birds.

And you brought challenges forth

so that I might listen to the message

You bring me more sincerely.

And I kept walking down this road.


And I came ’round a bend

and the middle of that curve in the road

And I began to find a secret

in the Spirit of my Self…

And still I walked on,

sometimes blind and deaf,

and sometimes with pain.

But I fought with my fears

and I embraced my unknowingness–

and still I walked on.

And my children and my family stood with me

and we came to know each other in those later years

more than we had before–

for some of our falseness had fallen away–

and still I walked on.


And I kept walking on this road towards You,

towards that other world that grew closer to me

with each step.

And as the door of the Great Spirit world came closer

my fear loomed up inside sometimes…


But something called me forth–

the Morning Star rose with each day–

and my prayer became a centering–and still I walked on,

until I began to hear the Song of the Mother,

and Her arms embraced me so,

that instead of walking She carried me right to the door.

And as the door opened, I heard her Song,

And Her Song lifted me up,

so I could soar.


from: Graceful Passages (CD and book set)

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http://www.wisdomoftheworld.com    http://www.newworldlibrary.com

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Some cultures are more rooted to the earth

and connected to their inherent spirituality.

But every one of us, even those of us

who have been disconnected

from our roots for hundreds of years,

comes from a place that was once inhabited

by people who worshipped

and honored the earth on which they lived.


In other words,

we can all claim this wisdom

as an essential part of who we are.


One way we can begin to rediscover our roots

is to explore the early earth-based religions

practiced in the parts of the world

that birthed our ancestors.


If we explore

the ancient spiritual practices of our ancestors,

we will find that their practices and beliefs

share many elements

with Native American, African,

and aboriginal religious traditions.


People who are connected to the earth

and honor her share a fundamental philosophy

that we can claim as our own

because we too are of the earth.


Many of us

have become so disconnected from the earth

that it feels foreign and awkward

to imagine communing with her

or performing a ritual for her.


If we are honest, though,

we will find within ourselves a yearning

to feel more connected,

more grounded,

and more at home in this world.


This yearning can lead us back

to our disowned roots,

which, of course,

leads us right into the heart of the earth.


As we begin to see more clearly

the people we come from,

we can begin to alter our perception

of who we are now,

laying claim

to our inherent relatedness to the earth.


We might celebrate this by observing

the ancient calendar of solstices and equinoxes,

celebrating and honoring the cycle of the seasons

as our ancestors did,

or we might explore

any one of the many earth-based practices

through reading or participating in ritual.


When we do these things,

we tap back into our roots,

finding nourishment

at the wellspring of our earthly origins,

the source we share with all of humanity.

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The Healing Time

By: Pesha Joyce Gertler.

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Finally on my way to yes

I bump into

all the places

where I said no

to my life

all the untended wounds

the red and purple scars

those hieroglyphs of pain

carved into my skin, my bones

those coded messages

that send me down

the wrong street

again and again

where I find them

the old wounds

the old misdirections

and I lift them

one by one

close to my heart

and I say–

…holy…

…holy.

~~~

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When the light around you lessons

And your thoughts darken until

Your body feels fear turn

Cold as a stone inside,


When you find yourself bereft

Of any belief in yourself

And all you unknowingly

Leaned on has fallen,


When one voice commands

Your whole heart,

And it is raven dark,


Steady yourself and see

That it is your own thinking

That darkens your world,


Search and you will find

A diamond-thought of light,


Know that you are not alone

And that this darkness has purpose;

Gradually it will school your eyes

To find the one gift your life requires

Hidden within this night-corner.


Invoke the learning

Of every suffering

You have suffered.


Close your eyes.

Gather all the kindling

About your heart

To create one spark.

That is all you need

To nourish the flame

That will cleanse the dark

Of its weight of festered fear.


A new confidence will come alive

To urge you toward higher ground

Where your imagination

Will learn to engage difficulty

As its most rewarding threshold!

© John O’Donohue. All rights reserved.

To Bless The Space Between Us

For more information:

www.johnodonohue.com

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