Showing posts with label Acceptance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Acceptance. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Your will

  1. The more I resist who I am the more Holy discontent I feel.
  • "An inner dialogue of give and take" - Richard Rohr
  • “You do not have in mind the concerns of God, but merely human concerns.” - Mark 8:33
  •  After Jesus had gone indoors, his disciples asked him privately, “Why couldn’t we drive it out?"  He replied, “This kind can come out only by prayer." - Mark 9:28-29




     Interestingly, during the depression group I attend, the things the handful of other folks in the group listed as what makes them feel better are the very things that make me feel worse…
For example, calling friends and making plans; not being alone or isolated.  One individual stated she wishes she liked herself more so that she would be okay with being by herself.  I stated; "that can bite you in the ass!"  I shared how odd I feel being I feel better when there aren't calls and plans made how I feel best in prayer, church, groups of self depth based give and take--among others so long as it has Purpose (capital P - God 1st). 
     Another individual piped in with the word "connection" I exclaimed yes.  However, for me the word connection has become so watered down in today's times.  Connection with something larger than oneself in company.  I seek and do best in the Spirit.  Becoming one with another/others [in Christ], and again, that gets twisted up sometimes due to dual reference: A. one in flesh (Mark 10:8) & B. one in spirit (1 Corinthians 6:17)…I have to be careful of wording because generally I speak as all know I am on the spiritual page vs. of the flesh. 
     As I exited the parking lot another individual from the group said, "I don't think you need this depression group any more, I wish I was as happy as you!"  I replied it's times and places like this that fill me without having to have coffee or lunch with anyone!  That is actually one thing that causes me to feel depressed and stressed, the want of my time so often by others, to be pinned down ASAP when I appear [to them] to be doing better.  I avoid most people when I am feeling great, why, because then just seeing me for moments in passing and sharing (what is filling for me) is not enough for others they want more.  This individual in the parking lot said "so as far as it goes."  I thought about that my whole canal walk back to the bus stop, and yeah, I find myself being vague to avoid hostilities.

I have an image of myself in my head as this little monkish happy soul, constantly opening the Bible and just randomly picking places to read and spending days and weeks alone just having inner dialogue, wandering, freestyle interacting and taking pictures.  I also have this image of another being part of that sacred space.  Another image is my life outside my home being spent mainly within walls of worship spaces and therapeutic spaces and where the Spirit invites me day-to-day mundane.  Sometimes those day-to-day mundane invitations take me to places of being challenged and yes, even challenging, what would Jesus do style.

I am curious is my need, deep inward call type need, of being so engulfed in fasting and prayer part of what keeps my mental illness at bay--"this kind can come out only by prayer" is it that which helps keep my ego at bay--"you do not have in mind the concerns of God".  Is it I feel Holy discontent because I have yet to be able to articulate properly?  Or is the Holy discontentment I feel  so I may stop resisting?  "Fear not!" "Do not be afraid!" "Do not fear!" - embrace this discontentment for God is with me!
Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

Saturday, December 30, 2017

>99 Luftballoons

99 Luftballoons; Nena   <---song 'popped' in my head when I saw this red balloon. 

Little Google background for those outside "Gen X":  
 "99 LUFTBALLONS" LYRICS
Text: Carlo Karges
Musik: J. U. Fahrenkrog-Petersen
This is the song that brought Nena to the attention of English-speaking people all over the world in 1984. This original German version, written by Carlo Karges, was released in Germany in February 1983.
The English version was written by Kevin McAlea and released in North America in 1984. Under the title "99 Red Balloons," that song (also sung by Nena) loosely follows the German lyrics though it is not the same as the direct English translation used here.
German LyricsDirect Translation by Hyde Flippo
Hast du etwas Zeit für mich
Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich
Von 99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Denkst du vielleicht g'rad an mich
Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich
Von 99 Luftballons
Und dass so was von so was kommt
Have you some time for me,
then I'll sing a song for you
about 99 balloons
on their way to the horizon.
If you're perhaps thinking about me right now
then I'll sing a song for you
about 99 balloons
and that such a thing comes from such a thing.
  
99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Hielt man für Ufos aus dem All
Darum schickte ein General
'ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher
Alarm zu geben, wenn es so wär
Dabei war'n da am Horizont
Nur 99 Luftballons
99 balloons
on their way to the horizon
People think they're UFOs from space
so a general sent up
a fighter squadron after them
Sound the alarm if it's so
but there on the horizon were
only 99 balloons.
  
99 Düsenjäger
Jeder war ein großer Krieger
Hielten sich für Captain Kirk
Das gab ein großes Feuerwerk
Die Nachbarn haben nichts gerafft
Und fühlten sich gleich angemacht
Dabei schoss man am Horizont
Auf 99 Luftballons
99 fighter jets
Each one's a great warrior
Thought they were Captain Kirk
then came a lot of fireworks
the neighbors didn't understand anything
and felt like they were being provoked
so they shot at the horizon
at 99 balloons.
  
99 Kriegsminister -
Streichholz und Benzinkanister -
Hielten sich für schlaue Leute
Witterten schon fette Beute
Riefen Krieg und wollten Macht
Mann, wer hätte das gedacht
Dass es einmal soweit kommt
Wegen 99 Luftballons
99 war ministers
matches and gasoline canisters
They thought they were clever people
already smelled a nice bounty
Called for war and wanted power.
Man, who would've thought
that things would someday go so far
because of 99 balloons.
  
99 Jahre Krieg
Ließen keinen Platz für Sieger
Kriegsminister gibt's nicht mehr
Und auch keine Düsenflieger
Heute zieh' ich meine Runden
Seh' die Welt in Trümmern liegen
Hab' 'nen Luftballon gefunden
Denk' an dich und lass' ihn fliegen
99 years of war
left no room for victors.
There are no more war ministers
nor any jet fighters.
Today I'm making my rounds
see the world lying in ruins.
I found a balloon,
think of you and let it fly (away).

I couldn't stop shooting it until the song completed in my head;
refocus
distracted
I walked away, leaving it be, just as I found it...













I may never know its destiny
however, this encounter was meant to be...


Wednesday, November 15, 2017

Thursday, June 22, 2017

If the Colors Run



colors soothe and comfort me
carrying my being
so many memories
far away
bleeding into one
not today
tripped and triggered
thousands of miles per second
hold on
let go
either way
alone

I stand still
here and now
whirlwinds
all around consuming me

black and white
greyscale fade and shade
focus me
once in a while
if the colors run
who will really see...



Thursday, July 7, 2016

Openness

Open to receive
     any and all things
     without resistance;

Preconceived, self-directed, manipulated notions
no longer will do,
     though, they time to time flutter about
     in and out of the mind
like a butterfly, effortless amongst a breeze
            Allowance...

Lust of a different kind
good, bad or indifferent;
    
Accept it.
     Hold it.
     Contemplate it.
Dance with it…

More questions than answers;

Awing and inspiring
     fear's not knee jerking
rather, gently nudged to step back

    view the landscape…