Some random snippets from today’s GardenOfFriends.com gathering.
Love After Love
The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
I am hole in a flute
through which the
Christ’s breath (Awareness)
“When you are a truth lover, you don’t need to focus or concentrate on the truth or on God; you let God do that for you. It is Her love that is focusing you whenever there is a thought about truth. It is not you-as-a-person having it, it is God thinking of Herself.”
― Francis Lucille, Truth Love Beauty
“What the caterpillar calls the end, the rest of the world calls a butterfly.”
– Yang (After Yang)
Language habits are amazing: who wants a fly on the butter?