SPIRITUAL POEMS: “The I Am Prayer” by Trina Graves

      Affirming The Classics / Spiritual Poem The I Am Prayer September 22, 2020 Trina Graves2 Comments Affirming The Classics: The Lord’s Prayer All-That-Is, God, The I AM Energy,Known by many names: All One Source…Omniscient, Omnipotent, Omnipresent.Physical and non-physical dimensions are United in Oneness.   I Am thankful for the abundance You eternally provide.I…

POEMS: “When light is put away” by Emily Dickenson

We grow accustomed to the Dark – When light is put away – As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp To witness her Goodbye – A Moment – We uncertain step For newness of the night – Then – fit our Vision to the Dark – And meet the Road – erect – And so…

A notice to all my dear friends from the blogging community

  Dear friends: I will be taking a break from the blog for a while in order to pursue other interests which are taking much of my time at the moment. I have done this before, and I always return with enthusiasm and a sense of renewal, as I follow the seasons of my life. …

POEMS: “Shinto” by Jorge Luis Borges

When misfortune confounds usin an instant we are savedby the humblest actionsof memory or attention:the taste of fruit, the taste of water,that face returned to us in dream,the first jasmine flowers of November,the infinite yearning of the compass,a book we thought forever lost,the pulsing of a hexameter,the little key that opens a house,the smell of…

Mystical Poems: “The Loom of Weaving” by Mystic Meandering (re-blogged)

  The Loom of Weaving…   Withdraw from the Loom of Weaving;the mind-made threads, the mind-maderhythms, and find the Silent Threadthat weaves through all other threads.   The True Rhythm of Life.   Stay with this silent, organic Rhythmthat flows through you. Put all other synthetic threads aside andfollow the Silent Thread…Follow the deeper Rhythm……

A quote from Nisargadatta on “our words and on silence”

The moment you start talking you create a verbal universe, a universe of words, ideas, concepts and abstractions, interwoven and inter-dependent, most wonderfully generating, supporting and explaining each other and yet all without essence or substance, mere creations of the mind. Words create words, reality is silent. —Nisargadatta