Doors and Windows

"We all become doors and windows through which God shines."
– Thomas Merton


Door of the day… (Twitter- MotherJoy)

Whisper of the heart

In the stillness of the quiet, if we listen, we can hear the whisper of the heart giving strength to weakness, courage to fear, hope to despair.

"In the stillness of the quiet, if we listen,". How do we listen to quiet? It may have nothing to do with the work of our ears. Listening to quiet is the work of the heart, the delight of the soul.

Heart and soul – always waiting for us to slow down, to settle in a way that only our breath is noticed. Only then are we still enough to receive the gifts of heart and soul. Their gifts of strength, courage and hope.

When the world is quiet – listen. May you hear the heart's whisper as it rekindles courage and hope.

Quote: HOWARD THURMAN

Intellect’s path


Intellect takes you to the door, but it doesn’t take you into the house.

~ Shams Tabrizi

A prayer for this night

Garments  

Know then that the body
is merely a garment.
Go seek the wearer, not the cloak.
Rumi

I put on a shirt this morning. One pleated in the back to comfortably fit my narrow shoulders. Shoulders that are narrow because I do not sit up straight. My back has been curved for most of my life. This is just fact – something I have adapted to along the way. 

I have spent a lot of my life adapting – adjusting over the years to changes as my joints and muscles have tightened. It is part of living with a disability. Every day I have a choice – to wake up with a sense of ownership or frustration as I prep for my day. For almost 60 years I have been able to balance ownership and frustration. No reason to fight it – and certainly no interest in feeling sorry for myself. 

Then there are the times when a sense of loss washes over like a wave. I met that wave this morning, grieving my unexpected losses. 

It was as I put on a shirt. One that used to fit comfortably. In a second I felt a longing for my body of the past. Clearly our bodies change over time. Aging has it’s on way of sculpting and re-sculpting. Yet when these changes include two mastectomies it requires a certain type of adjusting – a more practiced way of ownership. This ownership takes courage – a lot of courage. There is work in facing a truth each day. A truth reminding me that part of my body has drastically changed. Sometimes it takes more work than others but each time a decision is made to take a step forward and forge ahead.   

I have always looked at my future through the eyes of possibility. Seldom have I faced an obstacle that did not have an alternate path. This is the way I have lived and live today. Each morning I know at my core that the mirror before me reflects a whole person. Physically altered by surgeries and age but whole. 

So I try to be gentle with myself when I meet the sunrise with the feeling of sadness and loss. Life is not a race to avoid oneself and there are moments when it is important to pause.

This body, my garment, has needed patching. The words from Rumi instruct from without and within. As the ‘wearer‘ I am grateful to understand the difference between being a whole body and being a whole person.

Gratitude that can often change the course of a day.


Quote and photo from Rumi Facebook page

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Ways to Be Fooled

There are two ways to be fooled.
One is to believe what isn’t true.
The other is to refuse to believe what is true.

 


Quote: SOREN KIERKEGAARD
Photograph: Creative Photography by Joel Robison

A path of Darkness in Search of Light — Friday’s Door


sometimes the path goes dark and silent.
do we turn and run… or push ahead seeking light on the other side?

 

 

Door of the day… (Pinterest)