The Call

The CallWe can’t embrace the warmth of the Sacred Father, the sun, locked in our comfort zone, nor without first venturing through the shadow land of the night, the storm… the abyss, the way of the left, the Nederland Path, which can never be duplicated.
-Heinrich Zimmer, The Art of Indian Asia

The Call is like the neon streets of the night and you’re pulled by faith into an immersed tunnel. And what causes you to follow this ever so faint voice in the wind, but convictions of the heart. And it’s telling you to stop being fooled by the imperious ego, who designated itself king of your life. Now it’s time to step outside your small world as in a leap of faith over a chasm or in setting sail to an unknown shore. Continue reading The Call

The Road To Anjou

To be happy is to know where we should be on the path even with pain, in effect living from the still-point of our eternal flame. This is where we grow, step-by-step closer to the Grail… JC

At times the refusal of the journey is the most important part of the path, a turning point that can never be rescinded. The Continue reading The Road To Anjou

Shipmates and Soulmates

What Is Needed

From our very first breath in the temporal realm, we’re drawn to certain characters who leave a mark on our lives. Some are known to us, some hidden or not fully realized what their purpose is. They come in verities of disguises; friends, lovers, parents, siblings, acquaintances and so on. Some invade our lives for a short time while others stay longer. These are Shipmates and Soulmates. I’m sure you can name many who fit under these personas and if you think long enough can come up with many fellow travelers who influenced you in the time it takes to inhale a single breath and then they’re gone. Still, in other cultures where Continue reading Shipmates and Soulmates

Farewell Bohemia

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA“I’ve never known a writer who didn’t feel ill at ease in the world. … We all feel un-housed in some sense. That’s part of why we write. We feel we don’t fit in, that this world is not our world, that though we may move in it, we’re not of it. … You don’t need to write a novel if you feel at home in the world.” -Andrea Barrett Continue reading Farewell Bohemia

The Advent of the Rising Sun

“Four Ways to Love”

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“The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart.”  -Helen Keller

 

Hope
If I’m allowed to behold one more rising sun
Everything I see is pure as it speaks to me in rhyme
Its’ rhythm moves me forward, its’ essence leaves me in mindfulness
Where all is thou , all is sacred, all is you. Continue reading The Advent of the Rising Sun

Onward To the Palace of Wisdom- Love, Pt. 3

img_2952-2Someday after we have mastered the winds, the waves, and gravity, we will harness for God the energies of love; and then for a second time in the history of the world, humans will have discovered fire.”
-French philosopher Teilhard de Chardin.

The Perilous Bed
In Arthurian legend, this is the enchanted bed that jerks up and down, to and fro as it tries to catapult its inhabitants to the floor. All the while deadly spears and ferocious beast assault the sleeper. It is Gawain who finally defeats the bed. Continue reading Onward To the Palace of Wisdom- Love, Pt. 3

A1A South… look around!

This post is part of a series of guest post authored by myself and other bloggers, published to my friend Monica’s blog site,‘look around!’Do yourself a favor and check out her blog at: https://lookaround99.wordpress.com and my post at:A1A South-look around!

The world is full of magical stocksnap_87oxny7bspthings, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.
-W.B. Yeats

‘A1A South, the Atlantic Coast of Florida… the smell of salt in the air.’

The sun has completed its’ day’s work, evening tide, Helios rein in your trusted steeds, you’ve given the night the warmth it needs… the moons dance with the clouds has just begun as we play hide and go seek from the sun. Continue reading A1A South… look around!

Of Words, a Raft, & a Dragonfly

dictionary-390055_640“And the raft is cast aside on the shore of destination only replaced by a new raft which in time will discard itself, inasmuch as knowledge begets wisdom.” -JC

I had a dream that I lived on an island, a faraway island where I was completely ignorant of the world and my place in it. And one day I awoke from a deep sleep only to see a Dragonfly who bid me follow. I suddenly found Continue reading Of Words, a Raft, & a Dragonfly

The Authentic Self

92D971C610It is a bit daunting to think that every time we breathe we take in a small bit of the universe. And by the same token, every time we exhale we leave a bit of ourselves out in the open. Vulnerable and unsettling as that may seem, we each hold the key to the threshold that enters the laborite to our individual self and our breathing is the conduit, both literal and metaphoric; pursuit to each other. And no one else can enter that very crooked path for you; it’s a solo gig. But it’s so hard to know the self.  

One way is to look at our expectations for they tell us more about ourselves than just what we’re expecting. How far are you willing to go for your aspirations? Blind ambition can lead to all kinds of false idles until you can’t get enough. You become so separated from all that is internal… it remains hidden, covered up in a delusion. How do we avoid this interior/exterior tug of war? Continue reading The Authentic Self

Brother

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You were simple in your outlook on life; never needing to impress
Loving football, eating, collecting pocket knives and scary movies
More inclined to do for others, you never wanted to rock the boat
Just keep it sound and steady, not liking when things went adrift. Continue reading Brother