day 13

You see, there is much I want. Perhaps everything: the darkness of each infinite fall, the scintillant play of each ascent. So many people live without wishes, calm of spirit, light of judgement, muted as princes. But you rejoice in every soul that thirsts and serves, rejoice in all whose hands reserve you for aContinue reading “day 13”

day 12

‘But I still don’t understand, Sparrowhawk.  I have seen my brother, even his prentice, make light in a dark place only by saying one word: and the light shines, it is bright, not a word by a light you can see your way by!’ ‘Aye,’ Ged answered. ‘Light is power.  A great power by whichContinue reading “day 12”

day 11

As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light of meaning in the darkness of mere being. Carl Jung Yesterday I wondered how the dark matter of my life might be a source of joy.  Today I find myself wondering about ‘dark light’, which Wikipedia defines as:Continue reading “day 11”

day 10

Sometimes, gliding at night in a plane over New York City I have felt like some messenger called to enter, called to engage this field of light and darkness. A grandiose idea, born of flying. But underneath the grandiose idea is the thought that what I must engage after the plane has raged onto theContinue reading “day 10”

day 9

What I fear and desire most in this world is passion. I fear it because it promises to be spontaneous, out of my control, unnamed, beyond my reasonable self. I desire it because passion has color, like the landscape before me. It is not pale. It is not neutral. It reveals the backside of theContinue reading “day 9”

Sunday 2

you need to be very stillto hear the concert of your body  to think about what you contain  salt and waterknows what it’s doingrenewing itselfback to earthit is a quiet thingthis is where our riches arewe are all red insidebrimming with loveall fluid and quiet and fire.  ‘Core’ Kerrie O’Brien I am on the journeyContinue reading “Sunday 2”

day 7

this skin this Black skin a constant reminder of centuries of genocides in a world that kept/keeps silent every time it happens this Black skin a symbol of glory and triumph, symbolizing that despite all we conquered! a skin whose essence is made of honey and gold but who’s story has been summed up toContinue reading “day 7”

day 6

I could not predict the fullnessof the day. How it was enoughto stand alone without helpin the green yard at dawn. How two geese would spin outof the ochre sun opening my spine,curling my head up to the skyin an arc I took for granted. And the lilac bush by the redbrick wall flooding theContinue reading “day 6”

day 5

Once in the Advent seasonWhen I was walking downA narrow street I met a flock of childrenWho all came running up to meSaying that they were prophetsAnd for a penny theyWould prophesy I gave them each a penny They started outBy rummaging in trash-cansUntil they foundA ragged piece of silk It’s blue, they saidBlue isContinue reading “day 5”

day 4

… judging from the scripture of the season, Christmas is surely meant to be an attitude toward life, not a carnival. It is meant to be arrived at slowly and lived succulently. Christmas is not meant to be simply a day of celebration; it is meant to be a month of contemplation…. Advent is anContinue reading “day 4”