I am human and I am here

The other day I heard someone say their faith described everyone as broken. What a terrible burden of worthlessness to be laid on every shoulder. And I felt moved at the thought of this to try and find an understanding of what we are.

What  am I?

I am a part of everything, everything is interconnected and I house a great sense of belonging to all things and being of all things. So I am reminded at all times of how we are all here, together, here and now on this planet and while all things pass, nothing is ever lost. It is simply part of the ebb and flow of the universe pouring through all of us, this precious gift of life. 

And with this gift we have a way to find hope, nurture love, practise kindness and keep the divine in our hearts as best we can. We are not broken. We are human. Don't waste time waiting for a miracle, be the miracle that your life is.

Living Prayer

We are given a life

The best gift we will be given

And with it the gift of love and hope

A living prayer

Let go of despair

Let go of hatred

Let go of violence

Unwrap your heart from fear

And embrace life

A living prayer

The Window

More than ever now

My life

A stained glass window

Of interconnecting facets

All I have seen

All I have felt

All I have known

How can I make sense of this kaleidoscope

Of light and shade

Am I the sum of all these parts

A patchwork cemented in time and place

Yet, when examined, it seems

I am no more than

The play of light through a window

A Moment of Grace

Life's just a drop in the ocean
A single drumbeat in the wind's restless song
A spark lost in the sun's maelstrom
A moment of grace between the cradle and grave

danse macabre

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No matter how bright the light shines
We'll never escape the danse macabre

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River/Ocean

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River/Ocean
Start/Finish
Life/Death

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The flow of the water is always to the sea, whether over rapids or through slow pools, the journey is the life of the river and the ocean is where the river becomes one with all rivers, regardless of where they started or what they became.

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Spring

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Each year
A renewal
Each flower
A confirmation
Of life now

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