Tag: Inspiration

  • Fear Is the Mindkiller

    Photo by Tofoli Douglas on Flickr Walk toward it. We had a fine time at our house the other night watching the iconic 1953 film Invaders from Mars. With our CGI-jaded senses, we giggled at how the “Martian” was basically an actor shown from the neck up wearing a Carmen-Miranda-style headdress, only with tentacles rather than fruit,…

  • For the Church Ladies Who Always Bring a Covered Dish

    Photo by Gor Davtyan on Unsplash reluctant poetry What outrageous ecstasyis locked behind those silent lips? Still hands don’t clap or lift,but merely tremble in the Presence,weary from the work. Straight-backed supplicants,while rapt, do not cry out;and sometimes they may sing or smilebut do not keen or shout. And is this truly worship,bound so quiet and…

  • A Tiny Religion

    Photo by Samuel Austin on Unsplash It’s not easy. But it’s simple. I have to laugh at the way people complicate religion. It’s just as funny as the way I get all confused when I reorganize stuff: “Well, if I put that in there, then where will this go? And if I move these things, they’ll just…

  • Gratitude Workarounds

    Photo by Chris Ensey on Unsplash Because the wheel’s still spinning By now we probably all know the terrific Zen tale that teaches us never to assume we know whether events will turn out to be good for us or bad for us. The story goes like this: A man’s horse runs away — bad news! The horse returns,…

  • On Refusing to Be Ill

    Photo by Allan Bueno on Unsplash And what do to when this no longer works Okay, fine. I’m ill. It surprises me that I am even considering writing this post because I am not allowed to be ill, I have never been allowed to be ill, and part of me is sure that if I just refuse to…

  • Waiting Around with John Milton

    Photo by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash Could be paradise up ahead Sometimes, if you’re feeling uncertain and sort of irrelevant, an old, dead, white-guy poem is just the thing you need to read. I mean that in the nicest way, too. I do love a great variety of humanity, but I am essentially an archaic, white, middlebrow…

  • Truths of a Cosmic Mom

    Photo by 🐣 Luca Iaconelli 🦊 on Unsplash I get it now… My mother was not like other mothers. Looking back, I can see that she was actually living in a cosmic sphere that only casually intersected with our suburban life. And the cryptic sayings she imparted, that sounded so ordinary, held uncommon wisdom. To look at…