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What a Blessing!
Look at the sunshine, what a blessing!Look at the daffodils, what a blessing!Look at the car that cuts me off in traffic, still, a blessing!Look at my wife raising her voice, even that is a blessing! The river running freethe… Continue reading
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Just Sit
Just sit and observe Who is the self who is observing? You think you are this or thatbut you are just awareness The internal talk comes and goeslike little clouds across the sky The sky is never clearnot really So… Continue reading
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The Last Letter of Brother Anselm
From the cell of Brother Anselm, Feast of St. Michael To whomever finds these words, I write by the guttering of a single candle, though I fear light itself has betrayed me. What I saw tonight at the altar cannot… Continue reading
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Closer Than We Think
The letter arrived on a night when the wind clawed at the shutters, and the candlelight trembled. Its parchment was yellowed, its ink uneven, as though it had been written in haste or in a hand not wholly steady. “You… Continue reading
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The Descent of Father Armand
Father Armand had heard the whispers long before he found the key. They rose from beneath the cathedral floor, curling into his dreams. When the sexton’s ring yielded an iron key too ancient for any lock aboveground, Armand knew it… Continue reading
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The Root of Justice
To accept is not to yieldbut to see the world as it is Clarity blooms in stillnessand from that clear groundaction risesfirm as a mountaingentle as flowing water Acceptance is not the endbut the beginning of right effortwhere seeing deeplybecomes… Continue reading
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As I Stumble in the Dark
When the end comesI will hold you close Though I do not know your facenor the place from which you came In the darkI reach for what remains All my life, I grasped in error Yet now, as I stumbleand… Continue reading
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Many Names
I kneel to one nameyou to another But tell meis the flame not the samethough lanterns differ? What light do we reach forif not one sun? If my eyes lose sightand I wander in the desertwho guides whom:the blind or… Continue reading
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To Smile
To smile is no small thingSorrow says, not nowyet smile to sorrowand it softens Smile to the dayto each beingto the turning world A single smilecarries the weightof peace Continue reading
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Sit with your Dragon
The suffering is vastWe wonder, what can be done? Rage & hatred risedragons breathing fireburning the world Lost in delusionwe see only through fear Is there another way? Perhapswe just sit Sit with the dragonand watch it closely I turn… Continue reading
God Is In The Radio 