The clear bead at the center
changes everything.
There are no edges
to my loving now
Rumi
clear bead, clear breeze, clear center, clear heart, clear mind, clear thought, clear day!
“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1
who needs a crystal ball
for in this crystal moment
there is enough of heaven
to be here
don’t rush ahead
don’t look to the left
don’t look to the right
sit here
clean
unspoiled
undivided
undistracted
by the haze
and maze
and static
of noise and voices
(“i don’t care what the whisperer’s say
cuz they whisper too loud for me…”)*
stay here
poised in the eye
of what looks like a storm
in this resonating hush
you know your heart
you know your path
there is a clear line
of order
grace
logic
unfoldment
it may not be the pace
you had hoped for
it may not be what others have thought
you should have done
but in this space
you feel the trust
of God’s hand guiding
gentle presence
bottomless knowing
and here
you are reminded
for the millionth time
“[you are] my beloved…
in whom I [will always] be pleased.”**
no edges and yet no mergers
no takeovers
no overlaps
infinite loving
always makes room
for all
*Eliza Doolittle “Pack up your troubles”
“O glorious hope! there remaineth a rest for the righteous,
a rest in Christ, a peace in Love. The thought of it stills
complaint; the heaving surf of life’s troubled sea foams
itself away, and underneath is a deep-settled calm.” Mary Baker Eddy Message for 1902
“In heavenly Love abiding,
No change my heart shall fear;
And safe is such confiding,
For nothing changes here.
The storm may roar without me,
My heart may low be laid;
But God is round about me,
And can I be dismayed?
Wherever He may guide me,
No want shall turn me back;
My Shepherd is beside me,
And nothing can I lack.
His wisdom ever waketh,
His sight is never dim;
He knows the way He taketh,
And I will walk with Him.
Green pastures are before me,
Which yet I have not seen;
Bright skies will soon be o’er me,
Where darkest clouds have been.
My hope I cannot measure,
My path in life is free;
My Father has my treasure,
And He will walk with me.” Anna Waring
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