that have hitherto divided
religious and monastic traditions,
is now not only possible
and desirable,
but most important
for the destinies
of Twentieth-Century Man.
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I heard the galloping horses.
But it came nearerand nearer to me.Really, the galloping horsescame in my direction.I waited anxiously.In a moment without asking methey entered the cave of my heartpenetrating the closed doorsof my heart, not violenty.They galloped and gallopedand travelled inside my cave.I did not know that i had so muchof space in the cave of my heart.
Body was created
the visible realityof the world,the mysteryhidden sincetime immemorialin God, and thusto be a sign of it.
The good news
is not fromany human source.It came by directrevelationfrom God.Paul then gavea detailed descriptionof how he persecutedthe church of Godbeyond measureand tried to destroy itas a demonstrationof God’s amazinggrace towards Paul.
It is this communion with God
As our true awareness grows,as we see through the eyesof the Person we really are,we see with a new vision.It is the awakening that is important.
The life of a monk
in this temporal existence.It is a journey through doubts,struggles, hope, and mystery,not a static point or moment.It is a continuingjourney to God.
The Uncreated is waste
The uncreated is not something.It is waste. Emptiness.It is total povertyof the Creator.Yet from this povertysprings everything.
How did we meet?
In conversation
Temptation,
A friendship
To keep?
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No wound like that of lonely love,
But drains the heart of all it’s blood,Without saying a word,A hurt, a life of Loneliness,Without your Love, your nihil,You know you’re suffering everyday,And that you always, will.
Existing,
Fun!I feel likeA Shadow,Never,Fully done!I travel,Thru dreamsThat neverCome true,Above allTrue love,That specialCaress,I neverKnew…
Love Hurts,
Not always receiving,But without it,Living is not living,For loving is giving,The most precious gift,That you can give,And the most fulfilling.
Lies, Lies, Lies,
And dies,If Lies were money,We’d be the richest country,In the World, Honey.
I believe in my heart,
Found their Art,In Bette Davis and Cate Blanchett,And ‘That’s, That’.
When God created,
Of Treasures,We received so much,But Nothing like,Life giving Trees,The fruits, the oxygen, the rain,Of Life the early seeds containBest Friends, our Trees they do remainFor precious Life, they do sustain.