Thursday, April 28, 2011

Faith Trumps All and Love Wins

Faith = Trust
I trust Love
My faith is in Love
I don't need to know or understand everything
(who can, anyway?)
Because I trust Love to know

If you believe in an all powerful Being
Created all there is
Knows all there is
Has power over all there is


Is Love . . .


If you know there is a force
An energy
That flows through all
Draws us toward love . . .

There is nothing to fear

What if my beliefs are wrong? 
What if I’ve been misled?

I’m sure some of my beliefs are wrong
I’m sure I've been misled,
By myself, or others

I trust Love.
Love always protects
Love can guide me to what I need to know
If I don’t know something now,
I don’t need to know it
Love knows

What about people I see
Who believe wrongly?
What if I see that you believe wrongly?

Can a person see into another’s soul?
Can a person reach in and change the beliefs of another?
Will my telling you that you're wrong
(even if I'm 100% correct!)
Convince you of anything,
If you're not in a place to receive? 

Will me telling you something false
(something I happen to believe is 100% true)
Cause you to believe a falsehood? 

Only if you don't desire truth.
Or, if believing the falsehood for a time
Is part of the journey Love knows you are on.
We all freely choose what we believe.
Deep down, we always do.

And we are all at different stages
of our journeys
This is the beauty; 
the magnificence!
Of the Love that I believe in

I believe in One who knows all 
and loves all
Each as they need to be loved

Repeating my truths to you
or raising my voice

Will never change your heart
And you cannot change mine.

Logical words might reach my mind
But . . .
Until my heart truly knows
The knowledge is empty

I am spirit
My true self
Is beyond anyone’s reach
But Spirit . . .

I trust Love to care for me
Carry me
Speak to me
Guide me
Protect me

I trust Love to be working
In me and in you
I trust that you are doing and believing
What you think is best
(even if I think you’re dead wrong!)

I ask the same in return

Whether we’re talking
God or politics
Trust the hearts of others
Trust that Love is overseeing all
And knows

I've had many companions on my journey
Who have shared much wisdom - 
Through whom Love has spoken

Wisdom touched and changed my heart
Wherever I was ready and able to receive

When we trust in a power
Greater than ourselves
We are free
And we free others
To share and walk in love

and then . . . 

Love wins!

I can think of multiple responses to and disagreements 
with what I've written.  
The main message is . . .
God knows what he's doing.
He knows what we're doing!
There is no fear in love
If we desire truth
and get off track . . . 
or start going totally the wrong way . . . 
Love will guide us home

Love Wins

Stained Glass

I am a window of glass

Bright colors
Dance in sunlight

Dark hues
Murmur of enigmas
And mystery

Lines of shadow
Flow throughout
Delineating heart and soul
Loss and love

All I’ve ever known 
All I’ve ever been
Brings beauty
To this ever changing

You who cruelly pierced my heart
(Such sweet poison)
You who lovingly soothed my soul
Compassion and tenderness were yours

I remember your laugh
(I laugh it, still)
I remember the pain in your eyes
I remember disappointed hopes
Dreams unrealized

Screams of pain
Screams of joy

I remember unimaginable delight
Frolicking in the sun 
On a glorious summer day
Bare feet in dust and grass
Splashing through water
Giggles filling the air

Oh, joy!
The wind upon my skin
Oh, delight!
Hot sun upon my face

Every day contains
Darkness and light
Undertones of pain
Hints of promise

All my journeys
All my days
Needed to be walked
Needed to be lived
To stain

This window
Illuminated from within

The grime of fear
Obscures . . .  clouds . . .
 Bits of glass

Tears of fresh hope
Gently rinse
And reveal
New, deeper shades
Of rich color
Adorning the window
That is me

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Saturday, April 16, 2011

No Strings

I am a golden vessel
A temple within which Love resides

Strings attached to soul
Pull me this way and that
Jerk me away from living loved
Distract from sharing love

External forces 
Given power by fear

Expectations and obligations
Not met
Formula not followed
Shame projected

I smile at you
and cut your strings.
You are not mine

I live from eternity within me
I walk the path given me
I abide in the center
Listening always

Living to love
Loving to live

No strings for me
No strings

Friday, April 8, 2011

Love of Self

God is Love
I am in the image of God
I am love?

God is Eternal
My true, eternal Self
Knows, receives and gives

Housed in this mortal flesh
Permanent intertwined with temporary
The dying part of self
Clings to its “life”
Asserting rules; burdens
On the soul

We are called to love our enemies
Do I deserve love at least as much as any “enemy’ I might have?

Love is
Not easily angered
Keeps no record of wrongs

There is no fear in love
No judgment
No condemnation

I look at my world
Through my personal filters
Ascribe meanings
Based on my paradigms

If my paradigm
Is not one of self love
What manner of love do I give?

Oh, Precious one
Love has nothing to do with you
And everything to do with the One who loves

Accept and receive love from Love
Let go of all
Tracking one’s mistakes . . .
All that is not grace
All that is not love

Honor your true self
Trust your heart
Embrace the beauty
That is you
In the image of God
In the image of Love

Smile fondly upon your humanity
And you will be able to smile fondly
At the humanity of others

We are all children
We do the best we know how.
When we know better
We do better

It is not ours to judge
Not ours to condemn.
Or others

Speak grace to your soul
Whisper peace to your precious Self
Be still . . . rest
And love will flow
Without your knowing

Love without strings
Pure and free

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Reverse It: Love Never Punishes

Control . . . Manipulation
All the same thing

Love never punishes
Love doesn't manipulate or control
Love does not disdain or disapprove
Judge or condemn

Kindness and acceptance;
Love . . . 

Do these disappear, or pull back
If you don't treat me right,
or agree with me,
or behave as I think you should?

If I'm only happy with you
When you're measuring up,
This is not love

I cannot say I love you
If there are conditions.
Love has no conditions

Though I do my best to cover
Feelings and thoughts that are not love,
They are perceived. . .
You know.

A person always knows
On some level . . . 

How eagerly I seek this love without condition
And, with some, it is easily given.

With others . . . 
My heart draws back
In judgement
In fear
of being hurt,
or of appearing to approve of something, 
or believe something, that I do not.

Placing possible disapproval or misunderstanding from others
ahead of loving the one before me
(including fear of being misunderstood by the very one I love).

Or, sometimes, I just want to control another
to suit my wishes.

This is not love.  

Love never fails
In my humanity
I will fail

I open wide my soul
To drink deeply
To be cleansed and filled
With Love everlasting

Love flow through me
Love my beloved
Through me
With me

For You do not fail

(This is not to say we cannot establish healthy boundaries, and sometimes must do things that feel hurtful to another.  The challenge is to have a loving heart, as much as possible, through all circumstances, whether the other person sees it, or not.)

Friday, April 1, 2011

Love Never Punishes

Fear rests so easily within me
Anxiety and worry cozy up to my belly
Jaw clenched, throat tight . . .
Neck and shoulders ache

What do I fear?
Is it merely habit?
This usually subconscious thought, 
That I’m not good enough  
That I’ll never measure up . . .?

Good enough for who?
Measure up to what?

Do I believe in Love?
There is no fear in Love,
Fear has to do with punishment.
The one who fears is not made perfect in love.

Do I believe in Love?
Love is patient and kind
It keeps no record of wrongs
Love never fails
It never quits

What do I fear?
I am the source of my own punishment:
My own lack of love

Nothing can separate me
From the One who is Love
The separation I feel is an illusion
Created by my desire to control:
My desire to hide my humanity
(as if I'm expected to be the one perfect human?)


I erect veils to obscure the view of my very human self
Obscuring, instead, my view of Love
Love can hold me, yet I not feel it
Love can comfort, and I not receive

Love does not punish me.
I punish myself.

Silly, precious child
You are safe
As you are

Love will never fail you

“There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.”

Love is patient, love is kind . . . It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres. Love never fails.

bottom picture borrowed from Gregg