Tag: Dance

After every ritual of war or peace, there is,still that hunger…

This Post prompted by FMF Writers:

..the need to feel unafraid again. We’ve cast our vote against the thing that causes insecurity….

after all of that, if we have not got our own person in sync with peace, we will still be afraid, we will need hope and the energy that rises from freedom from temporary sunshine.

PiCredit Joe Ciciarelli

Some of us do pilgrimages, we do rituals, we dance our prophecies of pain away,

and some of us do the humble thing of kneeling to pray: not that we can be perfect for doing it, but oh the relief of seeing how tiny we are in a universe of divine intelligence. Here nothing shakes our Unshakeable Kingdom within; for what can separate us from infinite existence that does not depend on economy, on professional stamina, on legal majority, or socially acquired sweetness. Here, in the gaze of a Christ who defies all else, here I rest, arrested by a certain non – need of material anchors that can spiral me down!

These are my thoughts this nice November morning; what happens when you pray, you ask? For me it centers my core, it shakes away all that hinders freedom. So I did not get this and that, we lost some feet, but when you wait in prayer you and I , we rise on eagles wings, renewed strength to run and not be weary, walk and not faint.

There will always be human need for strength & security. And there will always be this human leaning towards God, much as we might deny its leaning.

Looking ahead to days of nestling in that Unshakeable Kingdom within!

Earth Buds.

To all new moms and babes unborn

To the new dads and pulse of pitter-patter running thru’ your heart already.

To spaces in you owned by scans in your lives, in these uncertain days, ah the joy of that beat-beat-beat in the wombs of life,

Dedication to my darling Samanths & A.

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In the swelling toes of our Dance, in the tender belly of our Song that throbs in the placenta of Divine Touch,

Aye we are Watched o’er, we are grown everyday, we are Babes ourself in these Rooms as we wait: Rest. Receive days of Grace.