Monday, May 8, 2017

Saturday, May 6, 2017

Petty's Island



Where the wind whispers
on the pirate island,
we hide our ill-content,
a few bad decisions, and dreams.

And the green tells me
life wants to be living -
to push through the topsoil,
and come to this, our path.

There we may walk carefully,
in wonder, worry, and want.
We walk and wake the secrets below,
Every old thing bound to new.

 Fauna plodding forward,
plundering the sky and seas,
fiercely forging a breath -
the space to cry 'sanctuary'.

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Where we had thought



The Hero Path 

We have not even to risk the adventure alone
for the heroes of all time have gone before us. 
The labyrinth is thoroughly known... 
we have only to follow the thread of the hero path. 

And where we had thought to find an abomination
we shall find a God. 

And where we had thought to slay another 
we shall slay ourselves. 

Where we had thought to travel outwards 
we shall come to the center of our own existence. 

And where we had thought to be alone 
we shall be with all the world.

 ― Joseph Campbell

Saturday, March 11, 2017

Mahalia.


The world can be lean, 
Thinly-lived, breathing in
like scraping a bowl's edge. 

The world can be rich, 
brimming with cornflower, compromise, 
and all that is running toward the Good. 

I wish for you, 
the whole story - 
that you might know the beauty 
of finding your own way.

From here.


The ache in my bones
I forget
because we are too busy
playing

And going every way
feeling
the sunlight and sounds
of every step.

Time, trickling by
into the river
and if you sit a while
the quiet is loud.

Forget the din
of the city,
Cross ridges without
looking both ways.

Here, I will dress
lightly,
Letting go of a few things
there and there.

I walk in Love,
this way and that,
to greet the breeze on my cheek,
every color a gift.

If we were made for Longing,
then tell me,
which way is it to
a clear path to run?

Saturday, January 21, 2017

The thing is...


The thing about real life is that important events don't announce themselves. Trumpets don't blow, drums don't beat to let you know you are going to meet the most important person you've ever met, or read the most important thing you are ever going to read, or have the most important conversation you are ever going to have, or spend the most important week you are ever going to spend. Usually something that is going to change your whole life is a memory before you can stop and be impressed about it. You don't usually have a chance to get excited about that sort of thing... ahead of time!

-Edith Schaeffer, L'Abri

Monday, December 19, 2016

Seeing.


"The dogma of the Incarnation is the most dramatic thing about Christianity and indeed, the most dramatic thing that ever entered into the mind of man; but if you tell people so, they look at you in bewilderment.” Speaking to those who consider Christianity to be dull and irrelevant, “It is the dogma that is the drama – not beautiful phrases, not comforting sentiments, nor vague aspirations to loving-kindness and uplift, nor the promise of something nice after death – but the terrifying assertation that the same God who made the world, lived in the world and passed through the grave and gate of death.” 

-Dorothy Sayers