02.05.2024. Holy Reverberating in Your Bones
There are anchor poems, quotes, stories, that encircle our life–like koans that we live into, memorize, and return to again and again. They offer us sure-steady footing in the stormy weather and harsh winds of life. They open us to the holy reverberating in our bones. Reminding us, we are Mystery.
Poems that arise up from the belly of the whale inside that each time we hear we weep. Wail the tenderest of tears. Songs that move our soul to bow down in prayer, dance out loud in wild joy, arms in the air, free, and others that invite us to lay down, cradle our soft body sorrows and brokenness in care.
Here is one given to me by my meditation teacher. Twenty years or so ago. I can hear her voice, gentle-kind and fierce-firm, repeating. knocking. Whispering into my heart– do not lose your venture dear one. On a full sea we are afloat, take the current, there is no time not to love. Life is precious-brief.
“There is a tide in the affairs of men which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries.On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.”
― William Shakespeare , Julius Caesar
There is no time not to love. Feel its ache. Allow its yearning. Being hard does not heal the world. And her warning prayer, if we do not do our work of awakening, we become brittle. bitter old men and women. There is little time, dear one.
Love Wini
PS. Below. 10 Heart Offerings: 2 Poems. 1 Quotes. 1 Mettablessing. 3 Books. 2 songs. 1 Video
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Two Poems
Go to the Limits of Your Longing, Book of Hours, I 59 | Rainer Maria Rilke (Translated by Joanna Macy)
Listen
God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.
Flare up like a flame
and make big shadows I can move in.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don’t let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me your hand.
UNSTOPPABLE | Donna Ashworth
Unstoppable they called her
but I saw her stop
I saw her stop many times.
Sometimes
I thought she had stopped
For good.
But no
She always found her way
to resurrect.
To rise again
not the same
never the same.
Each time a little more determined
and a little more vulnerable.
Unstoppable they said
but I think
it was in the stopping
That she found
her power.
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One Quote + One Mettablessing
“Help me, rise up from the broken glass, the time to sing has come.”
― Pablo Neruda
May you know your brokenness
it is your treasure song
your alleluia amen song.
Thank you.
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Three Books | Stephen Levine. Francis Weller. Cole Arthur Riley
Unattended Sorrow: Recovering from Loss and Reviving the Heart by Stephen Levine
I may not know my original face
but I know how to smile.
I may not know the recipe for the diameter
of a circle but I know how to cut a slice
for a friend. I may not be Mary or the Buddha
but I can be kind. I may not be a diamond
cutter but I still long for rays of light
that reach the heart.
I may not be standing on the hill of skulls
but I know love when I see it.
-Stephen Levine
The Wild Edge of Sorrow: The Sacred Work of Grief by Francis Weller
Black Liturgies. Prayers, Poems, and Meditations for Staying Human by Cole Arthur Riley
For the disabled and chronically ill
God of every ache,
Help us to befriend our bodies. We confess that it is easy to turn against them as the source of our struggle. Awaken a compassion, a tenderness, toward the parts of us that are changing or hurting, remembering that our bodies are doing everything they can to protect us. That our bodies are fighting, are trying their best to hold back the pain and exhaustion. And with every ailing and unseen thing, guide us toward those capable of listening and perceiving when we are not okay, that we wouldn’t feel pressure to pretend or apologise or explain but could exist in the truth of what we need. Remind us that we are not a burden but a beacon to those who are so poorly attuned to their own bodies and needs that they have forgotten what self-compassion looks like. Hold us in love as we resist the demands of this world. May it be so. – Cole Arthur Riley
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Two Songs | Heart Sutra & Returning. Haunting opening heart songs let beauty soak into your bones. Heal. Open. Listen to on repeat.
Heart Sutra | Wah! (7:32 min)
Returning | Jennifer Berezan (7:47 min)
a chant “returning…. to the mother of us all”
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One Video | Meditation Should Not Be Taken Seriously - Shunyamurti Teaching
“We are here to rediscover who we are, what we have forgotten about our deep Self, to dive beneath the surface, beneath body-consciousness, and even deeper than soul-consciousness, to discover the Spirit, the Absolute Self, that always abides eternally, peacefully, blissfully within.”
“Love is the only power that heals…so the only question is do we have the courage to love and to receive love… don’t stop diving within….”
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Have a blessed day 💖
