recuerda mi corazon

haiku my heart luminous

 

 

empty then refilled

we walk a luminous seam

the light becomes us

 

 

 

dear ones,

i love this walk we share.

the rhythm of it.

the knowing we will meet again. 

together

opening the gateway to the weekend 

generously warming each other with

gratitude

for all things holy and impossibly small.

 

thank you for linking back to 

haiku my heart

so more may join us.

xoxoxox

 

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mornings with mary eucharist of the ordinary

we seldom notice how each day is a holy place

where the eucharist of the ordinary happens,

transforming our broken fragments

into an eternal continuity that keeps us.

somewhere in us a dignity presides

that is more gracious than the smallness

that fuels us with fear and force,

a dignity that trusts the form a day takes.

so at the end of this day, we give thanks

for being betrothed to the unknown

and for the secret work

through which the mind of the day

and the wisdom of the soul become one.

john o'donohue 

from

"the inner history of a day"

mornings with mary

a gentle beginning for each new week with the sincere desire

of awakening the contours of our sacred hearts.

good morning dear friends,

so glad you are here.

 

 

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postcards from paradise house of light

 

Still, what I want in my life

is to be willing

to be dazzled ~

to cast aside the weight of facts

and maybe even

to float a little

above this difficult world.

I want to believe I am looking

into the white fire of a great mystery.

 

Oliver, Mary

 House of Light. Boston: Beacon Press, 1990.

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haiku my heart

 

couched on memories

dreams linger in the garden

impatient for love

 

 

haiku my heart

lovers of small words gather 

willing to strip off the superfluous,

embrace the barest essence of expression,

 visit each other with a

passion

and lie in wait for the next friday

to bloom all over again. 

 

 

thank you for being here and 

linking back to 

recuerda mi corazon 

so more may join us

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mornings with mary

 

 

William-Adolphe Bouguereau

 

 

mornings with mary

celebrating the mother and child

within us all.

xoxoxoxo

 

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postcards from paradise the birth of grace

girl in a bee dress

maggie taylor

 

Every midwife knows

that not until a mother's womb

softens from the pain of labour

will a way unfold

and the infant find that opening to be born.

Oh friend!

There is treasure in your heart, it is heavy with child.

Listen.

All the awakened ones, like trusted midwives are saying,

welcome this pain.

It opens the dark passage of Grace.

Rumi

 

 

 

postcards from paradise

celebrating the mother and child

within us all.

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haiku all hearts

 

she's the kind of girl

who opens hearts like flowers

never noticing

 

 

do you have a friend like this?

 ankle deep in the flower fields of life

making a difference in all who cross her path; 

never stopping to realize how many lives would be 

wanting if she had not chanced their way.

we've never even met 

yet she makes my world as right as rain,

as resilient as spring, as bright as believing.

she's shy, and selfless beyond measure, 

with a mother's generous heart.

yes, she's that kind of girl.

(thank you shy beauty from across the sea.)

welcome to haiku my heart

where lovers of small words collect on

friday's flowers fields, 

sharing the gift of friendship all over the world!

 

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