My Malu

This Spirit, did not examine bloodlines, or add up years spent, nor tally words learnt. This identity, called like a lover, impossible to resist. It stood at the door and knocked. It asked only of the heart, and waited for just one word. And with my Yes, came freedom. Unexpected. Arresting. Because I have listenedContinue reading “My Malu”

The never ending cycle of the same daily dayness

Diving deep into more of the same sameness  Life is nothing more than repetition  The never ending cycle of the same daily dayness Endless doing over Sleep, food, love, work,  Repeat  What sameness will sweep us up until all the hours are gone? The choices we have chosen Everything and nothing The endless doing overContinue reading “The never ending cycle of the same daily dayness”

Passion Changes Everything – even if it’s only 1%

Flashes of truth and passion make me falter. Falter as I fold washing and make beds. Falter as I prepare meals and earn money. Can the two unite? Is it possible to live in this world, serving family and place, while also departing into the space where none of it matters? Can I be trueContinue reading “Passion Changes Everything – even if it’s only 1%”

I Need Reminding

I need reminding. The glow of inspiration fades and I am left empty. I need reminding. Often. The hunger for more and the path towards it grows dim and blurry. I am lost and need reminding. The flash of light that illuminates truth, flickers and dies in the monotony of daily life. I am leftContinue reading “I Need Reminding”

Mastering The Art of a Rush Free Day

TODAY, I will take my time. Today, I will stretch in bed and not leap out of it, or insist on making it before breakfast. Today, I will not make any to-do lists Today, I will not think too much about what I am going to do NEXT Today, I will ignore the anxiety thatContinue reading “Mastering The Art of a Rush Free Day”

Meaning collected, piece by tiny piece

Meaning collected Piece by tiny piece Fragments so small Only I can see Tiny little pieces All adding up to me Where does meaning hide Where does meaning sleep Is it clear to see Or is it hidden deep Can you see it lying there In dusty daily duties In ritual and chore Will youContinue reading “Meaning collected, piece by tiny piece”

Hearing God’s Voice

God’s voice in the garden rises still She who has ears to hear, let him hear God’s voice in the garden, mingled with birdsong and dew God’s voice in the night breeze, full of familiar smells God’s voice in the echo of tragedy, in the hope of dawn God’s voice in the garden rises stillContinue reading “Hearing God’s Voice”

Let People be People – Let God be God

Let people be people Let God be God Simple Expectations left expecting of both man and God Why? Because I want people to act Godly, and God to act earthly Let people be people Let God be God Disappointment Anger Hurt Resentment These all dwell deep in unmet expectations Expectations I miss-appoint So Let peopleContinue reading “Let People be People – Let God be God”

You can have your Truth

You cling to truth wrapped tight. It covers your eyes, squeezes your breath. Your truth a bunker, no light to dance or welcome.  You can have your truth. And I my own. With its stories told so detailed I believe them all.  But there is only one.   One truth.  I know.  Its author is theContinue reading “You can have your Truth”