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The Beloved's Wine

A question was asked, "Have you remained faithful to your wife since your eyes have turned to water?" You may repent all your past sins, but when the light of God has fallen on your face; are you now faithful to him? A wise man can't be seduced by words alone. His Beloved's wine keeps him in a eternal state of drunkenness.

The Distance Between You and Me

My whole life I have been searching for you. One day, unexpectedly, you arrive- finding a broken woman with a wounded spirit. You said the distance between you and me was the break between words. I remain silent so I can hear you.

The Dark Night of the Soul

A Carmelite priest, by the name of Saint John of the Cross, was a prisoner for nine months in 1577-78. He was kept in solitary confinement. He entered the dark night illuminated by a light he could not see. He surrendered to the darkness and let its hidden light purge his soul. He escaped his tormentors. He then wrote poems that became his "Spiritual Canticle" and "The Dark Night." John's imprisonment was an archetypal image of the interior struggle he named the dark night of the soul. John says that the dark night is really an "inflow" of God into the soul, but it is an inflow that purges us of our natural and spiritual ignorance and imperfections. The dark night is really infused light, but the imperfect soul neither knows nor understands what is happening. This is so because up to this time the soul has been intensely engaged in striving to prepare itself for God's grace. Then, when God's infused contemplation arrives, the soul is blind to...

Poem- Rest

The sun sets t o sleep- I in my slumber. The moon awakes, my soul takes flight. It wanders about- searching for you It is in the darkness- I find rest i n your light.

Dream- The Void

From Journal Entry 1/9/10 I dreamt about these orbs of light. Each one representing a soul of an individual. They were suspended above the earth- waiting. Waiting for the consciousness on earth to rise, so they could move on. There was a movement in consciousness occurring on earth. As we awaken, the souls on the other side are waiting, as if to be lead. Partly out of fear they didn't move. Where they were- there was light. When they looked ahead of themselves, they saw darkness. They feared going into the darkness. It was the Void. God assured them that by going into the darkness, once thru it, there would be light and with it a higher state of enlightenment (closer to God). I saw the Void in space and the orbs waiting to be lead into the Void. It only took one to go first, and all the rest would follow. There was a 'knowing' that you didn't know how much time would be spent traveling thru it. But if you wanted enlightenment you had to have faith. Faith was requir...

Poem- Unfinished Dreams

Unfinished dreams are like raindrops that never touch the ground. It is a bird calling out to its mate with no return sound. The woman who's loneliness is filled with books. There's more to her if you just take a look. Keep searching for your reflection in the stream. Mend your heart and finish your unfinished dreams.

Rumi- My Favorite Lines of Poetry

~ What I feel does not occur in time. ~My soul flies against the constraining cage. ~I grow old inside your light. ~You ease the heart and make God's qualities visible. ~Now silence lets the one behind your eyes talk. ~Silence reveals more than language. ~Be faithful that you may know faith. ~We have fallen into the place where everything is music. ~When I am outside of you, life is a torment. ~There is a shredding that is really a healing, that makes you more alive. ~Love helps you see into the invisible. ~What hurts you blesses you. ~The cloth God weaves does not wear out. ~Take it inside you, that one whose presence is water. ~Better we should not speak it, but let it grow within. ~A true holy day for a man or a woman is the one when they bring themselves as the sacrifice. ~The pain of love is fire. ~I drank water from your spring and felt the current take me. Reference ~The Big Red Book, Coleman Barks