God of leaving and return

God of leaving and return, God of sight and sense, God of passage and occlusions, God of bright and bent Hear us pray. Hear us when our hearts beat prayers for those we love. Hear our cursing at the firmament. Hear our twisted tongues mumble bruised rhymes. Hear us riddle and reason and cry. And …

Angels, a prose poem

When you're called to be sick and not well, when you're called to mourn, not rejoice, when you're called to sit in sackcloth and ash not splendorous robes, when the ache of days fades to the ache of night, when friends become foes and foes strike in their might, when God beats a distant drum …

Video: “Hear Blessings Dropping Their Blossoms,” Rumi + Utah Spring Flowers

Quite possibly I have been overgramming Utah's spring flowers, but I have never been so grateful for these transient beauties! There are far too many photos to share anywhere, but I created a video to remember this spring. It begins with a gorgeous quotation from Rumi that captures a key practice in the art of striving: …

Happy #nationalpoetrymonth!

In honor of National Poetry Month, here is a poem by one of my favorite poets, Rilke. It is a poem about patience, trust, and becoming part of earth's rhythm; about being brave enough to fall to find true freedom and to fully express who we are. Enjoy! How surely gravity’s law strong as an ocean current, takes hold …