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god’s graffiti
Sometimes, when I’m stuck in a never ending line of traffic. When even though I’m pointed in the right direction, nothing seems to be moving, – or at least not fast enough. When the heat gets turned up just a little too high. When it seems like I’m never going to get where I’m going. When I start thinking about ditching it all. I just need to look around. XXXXXSee where I’m really at XXXXXXXXXXRead the writing on the wall … Continue reading
taking pictures of god
There’s a Sufi poet, Hafiz (the best translations are the ones by Daniel Ladinsky). Hafiz writes love poems to God. This is one of my favorites. Every child has known God Every child has known God, Not the God of names, Not the God of don’ts, Not the God who ever does Anything weird, But the God who knows only four words. And keeps repeating them, saying: “Come Dance with Me , come dance.” Everyone wonders what God looks like. … Continue reading
we can drive all night, she said
I’m driving and the music is blasting. Frequently. There are certain bands, certain music that is meant to be listened to in a car, windows open, flying down the road. I’m starting to come out of a depression that has lasted months. Driving is one of the things I do to fix things. When I don’t know what to do, when I don’t know how I feel or how to name the thing I’m feeling, I run. I’m a runner … Continue reading
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