Fearless Reason

Fearless reason in an age of frightened absurdity.

Tag: peace

Most Merciful God

Most merciful god. I am in resistance to what is. I have not loved you with my whole heart. I have not loved others as myself. I have sought my will, and not yours.

Most merciful god. I have been blind to your mercy. I have not seen the perfection of this present moment. I muse that if things were different, we might all be happy…we might all be in love…we might all be at peace…we might all seek god. Yet this moment cannot be other than it is. It is, what had to be.

Most merciful god. We must know despair to understand happiness. We must be consumed by hatred to crave love. We must know the horror of war to prefer peace. We must experience separation to seek wholeness.

Most merciful god. May I see this suffering as grace. May I surrender to your will. If this is the path we must walk to the kingdom of heaven, may we tread quickly. Amen.

Emergence from Retreat

I spent this past weekend in Asheville at a spiritual retreat with soulmates. These retreats are rare, and only occur once or twice a year; but the light gained always prompts transformation, healing, and opening of my heart. I see in these moments of retreat the more beautiful world my heart knows is possible. I also see within myself the more beautiful version of myself that is possible.

It is a place where people look one another in the eyes, and enter into silent communion for moments, minutes, or for a period outside of the reckoning of time. There are no perfect beings there, but each being is striving earnestly to be a more perfect and loving version of themselves. There is magic in the air when one or more gather in his name.

My heart seems to have grown three sizes over the weekend, and god’s peace and bliss seems more firmly rooted in my being. But already I find a world and life out of alignment with love and peace chipping away at those gifts. A hectic schedule and stressful job demand that my time, energy, and attention be expended on things that do not serve me or others. People have stopped looking me in the eyes and sharing their souls. The suffering world, that has not yet identified the source of its suffering, lashes out at me in pain.

All these things separate me from god, my soul, and my peace. Is it my duty to forsake them, or try to share some of the peace and love I have found, before it is gone? I know the answer is out there, but I doubt my courage to know.

Grant Me Strength

God cleanse
of impurities
my mind
body and soul.

Make of me
an instrument
of thy will.

A bringer
of the new
a destroyer
of the old.

An embodiment
of thy peace
joy and love.

Guide me
that I may
walk in
thy ways.

Grant me
the grace
to do thy will.

God grant
me strength
that I may
not falter.

Falling Upward

The world
is falling
apart.

But we
are falling
upward.

Chaos
reigns in
public places.

But we harbor
peace in
private moments.

Hatred
shouts from
on high.

But we embody
love from
below.

The world
is falling
apart.

But we
are falling
upward.

I Bless You

I bless
you.

May
peace
love
and joy
be upon
you.

This is
my whisper.

This is
my prayer.

Granted
to the
sinful
saintly
and sinister.

I bless you.
I bless you.

I wish you well.

You wear
unknown
faces
but we
share a
common soul.

So I
bless
you.

I wish you well.

May
peace
joy
and love
be upon
you.

This is
my
whisper.

This is
my
prayer.

Bestowed
upon
the sinful
saintly
and sinister.

Christian Heretic

I became
a Christian
heretic.

But I
found
god.

Not in
churches
pulpits
and the
ministration
of ministers.

But in
a silent
mind and
open heart.

I became
a Christian
heretic
to find
god.

Not in
arcane
theology
and medieval
dogma.

But in
the creator’s
creation.

God
was too
small
to fit
in my
heart.

So I forsaked
the trinity
for the
creation
and made
a church
of the world.

With only
one rule
by which
to live.

Everything
is sacred
everything
divine.

Morning Meditation

My first thoughts after my morning meditation and prayer for peace, was that I hope every group of people that has ever been oppressed in this country votes today. I am a white male in a heterosexual relationship, and if only my cohorts voted a neo-fascist who speaks brazenly about nuclear war, thinks climate change is a Chinese conspiracy, and has earned the endorsement of the KKK and Neo-Nazis would become President. If only white straight men voted, our country and potentially the planet would commit suicide by politics, based on ideas and hatreds that belong in the 20th century. So in addition to peace, I pray that every group that has ever felt the sting and bears the memory of oppression, hatred, and marginalization votes today. I pray that portion of our collective consciousness that knows the consequences of fear, hatred, and ignorance rejects the ideas that so many of my cohorts wish to carry forward into the future.

Be Spacious

When the mind lacks spaciousness, one is completely identified with thoughts, emotions, and roles. This state of being leads to deep unconsciousness, where the illuminated states of being that consist of love, peace, and joy are rarely experienced. A person lost in thoughts does not enjoy life, but endures it. Love quickly turns to disappointment and jealousy, and peacefulness is replaced by discomfort and anxiety. A lack of spaciousness creates a claustrophobic life, full of limitation, dissatisfaction, and angst.

Creating spaciousness in ones mind is the simple act of creating a layer of awareness around your thoughts, emotions, and roles that recognizes itself as separate from mind activity. It may start with the abstract idea that you are the experiencer of your thoughts and emotions, and have an existence independent of them. This abstraction, when grokked and applied throughout the day as thoughts, emotions, and roles are played out, begins the process of creating a layer of awareness unidentified with transient mental activity. It creates space enough to experience a thing without being consumed by it, and thus creates the opportunity to return to your natural states of love, peace, and joy.

Accidental Saint

Accidental Saint.

I lost myself.
I lost my mind.

I lost my past.
I lost my future.

I lost my pain.
I lost my hate.

I got drunk on being.

I discovered god,
I gained eternity,
I found bliss.

I have peace.
I have joy.
I have love.

I whisper prayers, and silent blessings.

May all beings know peace.
May all beings have joy
May all beings find love.

May all beings awaken.