The proud destroy the noble,
And swift is the justice of Love
When is reflected back upon the proud
Their own iniquity, and Love departs them.
Broken and trembling, the noble are lifted up
And borne away on wings of grace,
Whereas the proud -- shorn of all that gives strength,
Stand desolate...
I still don’t know why angry thoughts still come into my mind. My psychiatrist said that usually when there are angry thoughts, that indicates that there is still some kind of hurt beneath there. I guess that would make sense. After all, anger is the natural response to a perceived wrong. People...
So on the way back from Elisa’s mom’s, I realized I had forgotten when Jonah’s birthday was. In fact, I had forgotten when Elisa’s birthday was. And she wouldn’t tell me. I kept asking when Jonah’s birthday was again… And she she never said a thing. And finally when she dropped us off and was...
Joy...
Beneath the murk...
Go... there...
Into the depths...
And illuminate what is seen
With love.
So much negativity.
I see so muvh suffering, in myself and others. I wish they understood.
But things are as they should be.
What I would like people to see, really see, is that things are...
In stillness and from stillness...
Emanates the Radiance...
Of the Presence.
There is a place within me. It is like a pocket of empty space, yet it is like cool air continually blowing, and it is like a spring that trickles from the rocks and like a stream and like a river. It is still and yet...
Everyone sees a different facet of the truth. So then, what is falsehood?
Truth is true. Therefore, only truth can be real.
But if you have seen it, heard it, felt it, touched it, smelled it, tasted it, or conceived of it, then it must be real or it would not be there.
So then it must all be...