2 September
Drifting here with my ship's companions
All we kindred pilgrim souls
Making our way by the lights of the heavens
In our beautiful blue boat home
Peter Mayer
in my groove i walk the beach of an early evening
and I came upon this gift that some one had left
and I came upon this gift that some one had left
often we find a need to plant some trace of our presence here
knowing that it's not permanent
the tide will come and wash away all proof
of our castles, our letters scratched in sand, our visions
of our castles, our letters scratched in sand, our visions
we lay down a piece of ourselves on these beaches
to know that we were here once
we walked this way
and those who walk after us
can share - and wonder at our stories
I thought at first the markings on the sail were runes
and then perhaps that they might be the symbols of nautical flags
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I suppose we will never know what their original creator intended
so here is what I have added to the story
the first t means: Stop carrying out your intentions and wait for my signals
the next sort of O means: I am directing my course
then: Homeward
the square: All personal return to ship; proceeding to sea
then the triangle: I require a tug,
"all are needed by each one, nothing is fair or good alone"
"all are needed by each one, nothing is fair or good alone"
finally, the circle: the circle of love, the ebb and flow of the tide, the spinning earth
the sacred hoop
the sacred hoop
the big love
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So, I have been giving church another go-round, and Sunday there was a reading from James.
Every good gift, and every perfect gift is from above,
and cometh down from the father of lights,
with whom there is no variableness,
neither shadow of turning.
Which made me think that I often get so busy carrying out my own intentions
that i do not stop to listen to the Father of light.
If i am directing my own course than i do need to take heed
and be sure that I am returning to the ship that is headed homeward
to where I belong
And, yes, I require a tug...a pull, a push, a shove....
I've even been known to require a knock-down-drag-em-out yank
to get me into the boat that is headed out to sea and homeward
because I am part of the circle of love
I am part of the Father of light
drifting here....
i am linking with the following blogs this week
I would like to add, that if you are visiting from one of these blogs, would you mind very much
commenting to let me know that. I am wondering about whether or not to continue linking at these
places.
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So, I have been giving church another go-round, and Sunday there was a reading from James.
Every good gift, and every perfect gift is from above,
and cometh down from the father of lights,
with whom there is no variableness,
neither shadow of turning.
Which made me think that I often get so busy carrying out my own intentions
that i do not stop to listen to the Father of light.
If i am directing my own course than i do need to take heed
and be sure that I am returning to the ship that is headed homeward
to where I belong
And, yes, I require a tug...a pull, a push, a shove....
I've even been known to require a knock-down-drag-em-out yank
to get me into the boat that is headed out to sea and homeward
because I am part of the circle of love
I am part of the Father of light
drifting here....
i am linking with the following blogs this week
I would like to add, that if you are visiting from one of these blogs, would you mind very much
commenting to let me know that. I am wondering about whether or not to continue linking at these
places.
I'm glad you were pondering on that verse from James. So often we go to church and hear what is said and which verses are read but then go out and do our own thing the rest of the week without really thinking on how God was speaking to us through His word.
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What lovely thoughts indeed, thanks for sharing!
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ReplyDelete"I require a tug"..........so much said in so few words. Wonderful post! The book of James is particularly seeping with God's messages. I love how the Bible is a living book and sometimes you read over a passage for years and suddenly it hits you right between the eyes with meaning.
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