Journeying with God, through many traditions.

Tuesday, 14 July 2015

Celtic Wheel of the Year

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"Praise to you whose Holiness sparkles, because you have visited the night and refused to stay pure and separate. See all that I would banish from myself and so fail to become whole. Let me not be beguiled by imaginary reassurances of light, but let me trust in grace and mercy as I face the darkness."
"Blessed be you, Wisdom of Ages, Praise to you for carrying the world on your hips, and never uttering "I told you so", but leading us to deeper loving. Hitch up your skirts and teach me to dance to the rhythm of the earth."
From the Celtic Wheel of the Year

Thursday, 16 October 2014

We cannot understand anything in isolation

"We cannot understand anything in isolation. We have to look at the connections" Gabor Mate

The Buddha taught the interconnected nature of phenomena.
Paul Klee

“Contemplate the nature of interconnected arising (everything thing causing everything else) during every moment. 

When you look at a leaf or a raindrop, meditate on all the conditions near or distant that have contributed to the presence of that leaf or raindrop.

Know that the world is woven of interconnected strands; this is because that is, this is not because that is not, this is born because that is born, this dies because that dies.

The birth and death of any phenomena is connected to the birth and death of all other phenomena.
The one contains the many and they many contain the one.

Without the one there cannot be the many and without the many there cannot be the one.

Tuesday, 5 August 2014

On those who will find themselves in the presence of God.

Imam El-Ghazali relates to tradition form the life of Isa, ibn Maryam: Jesus, Son of Mary.


Isa one day saw some people sitting miserably on a wall, by the roadside. He asked: 'What is your affliction?' The said: 'We have become like this through our fear of Hell.'

He went on his way, and saw a number of people grouped disconsolately in various postures by the wayside.
He said: 'What is your affliction?' They said: 'Desire for Paradise has made us like this.'

He went on his way, until he came to a third group of people. They looked like people who had endured much, but their faces shone with joy.
Isa asked them: 'What has made you like this?' and they answered: 'The Spirit of Truth.
We have seen Reality, and this has made us oblivious of lesser goals.'

Isa said," these are the ones who will find themselves in the presence of God."

Wednesday, 12 February 2014

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An Orthodox nun.Sretensky Monastery Chapel, RussiaFeast of Exultation of the Holy Cross...beautiful.

Saturday, 8 February 2014

Naught Shelters Thee

 


'All things betray thee, who betrayest Me'. 


'Naught shelters thee, who wilt not shelter Me.'


 'Lo! naught contents thee, who content'st not Me.'


 Lo, all things fly thee, for thou fliest Me!



 Thou dravest love from thee, who dravest Me.'


Excerpts from "The Hound of Heaven" Francis Thompson

Sunday, 4 August 2013

Ode to a Human Soul

It descended upon thee from out of the regions above,
That exalted, ineffable, glorious, heavenly Dove.
Twas concealed from the eyes of all those who its nature would ken
Yet it wears not a veil, and is ever apparent to men.
Unwilling it sought thee and joined thee, and yet, though it grieve,
It is like to be still more unwilling thy body to leave.
It resisted and struggled, and would not be tamed in haste,
Yet it joined thee, and slowly grew used to this desolate waste,
Till, forgotten at length, as I ween, ere hounds and its troth
In the heavenly gardens and groves, which to leave it was loath.

Until, when it entered the D of its downward Descent,
And to ear, to the C of its centre, unwillingly went,
The eye of (I) infirmity smote it, and lo, it was hurled
Midst the sign-posts and ruined abodes of this desolate world.
It weeps, when it thinks of its home and the peace it possessed,
With tears welling forth from its eyes without pausing or rest,
And with plaintive mourning it broodeth like one bereft
O'er such trace of its home as the fourfold winds have left.

Thick nets detain it, and strong is the cage whereby
It is held from seeking the lofty and spacious sky.
Until, when the hour of its homeward flight draws near,
And 'tis time for it to return to its ampler sphere,
It carols with joy, for the veil is raised, and it spies
Such things as cannot be witnessed by waking eyes.
On a lofty height doth it warble its songs of praise
(For even the lowliest of being doth knowledge raise).
And so it returneth, aware of all hidden things
In the universe, while no stain to its garment clings.



Now why from its perch on high was it cast like this
To the lowest Nadir's gloomy and drear abyss?
Was it God who cast it forth for some purpose wise,
Concealed from the keenest seeker's inquiring eyes?

Then is its descent a disciple wise but stern,
That the things that it hath not heard it thus may learn.
So 'tis she whom Fate doth plunder, while her star
Setteth at length in a place from its rising far,
Like a gleam of lightning which over the meadows shone,
And, as though it ne'er had been, in a moment is gone.

Ibn Sina

Tuesday, 30 July 2013

The Vision God Gives...

“the vision god gives is not a castle in the air, but a vision of what god wants you to be. let him put you on his wheel and whirl you as he likes, and as sure as god is god and you are you, you will turn out exactly in accordance with the vision. don’t lose heart in the process. if you have ever had the vision of god, you may try as you like to be satisfied on a lower level, but god will never let you.” ~ 

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“god gives us vision, then he takes us down to the valley to batter us into the shape of the vision, and it is in the valley that so many of us faint and give way. every vision will be made real if we will have patience.” ~ oswald chambers