FROM THE DESERT COMES WISDOM

INKLING FOR  Wisdom

Desert Father Abba Zeno has left us a legacy on how to experience union with God in the quiet silence of the desert.  He recounts this story for the soul.

“If a man wants God to hear his prayer quickly, then before he prays for anything else, even his own soul, when he stands and stretches out his hands towards God, he must pray with all his heart for his enemies.  Through this action God will hear everything that he asks.”

May these two weeks remaining before Easter sanctify our union with God.

IT IS GOOD TO GIVE AWAY

HAIKU

Closets decluttered

letting go of favored clothes

Hope strangers treasure them…as I have…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

POETIC ABSTRACT

Art by Raoul Duffy

HAIKU

Write to tantalize

Shock with the splendor of art

Make someone wonder!

 

 

I AM FROM…EMBELLISHED

Art by Jane Small

Here is Kamal’s (Boundlessblessings.blog) I Am From Poem:

I am from Him

Who has created Me from Himself

and My Soul is One with Him

I AM THAT I AM

…I say, terrific!

I Am From

I am from the Potter’s craft

with the choice to become one in Him,

From clay He fashioned my bones and flesh

a wondering mind of desires, yet full of temptations to falter.

I am on this journey amazed by surprises and disappointments,

yet given all the love and forgiveness I need

to return to the Potter’s hands

that wash me clean for eternity.

I am writing in thanksgiving for my life!

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I highly recommend you compose such a poem about yourself (just Google it).  You will quickly discover so much about your essence, as I have in writing several versions to witness my transformation over time…Enjoy!

GRACE OF SELF KNOWLEDGE

SHORT STORY

A vagabond stumbled along a monastery deeply nestled in the countryside.  He knocked at the iron gate and was warmly greeted by the porter.  Together they sat on a cold wooden bench overlooking the lake.  While the monk pulled a small loaf of bread from his deep habit pocket to give to him, the stranger asked:  “What do you monks do all day long?”  The porter gently replied:  “We miss the mark, we fall, get up and fail again and start all over tomorrow.”  —said a monk friend of mine.

It seems we cannot know ourselves without first noticing our faults.  Then begins the path of self-knowledge, inner freedom and learning to depend on the mercy of God.

May self knowledge be your constant companion in life.

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“Sacrifice is the salt of the society.”  –Mother Teresa

LIGHT OF LOTUS

Image by PixelsTalk.net

HAIKU

Push evil aside

Mind ebbing into fuchsia

lovely pond to view