@BerniceKing: The best path to save the soul of America and transform our culture is through #Nonviolence365 . It’s more than a tactic, it’s a lifestyle.
#this #BeTheChange #peace #wisdom #love #compassion #transformation #NoDayButToday
love
meditation is a practice…
meditation is a practice
coming back to reality ~
here i am.
this is my breath coming in
and going out.
~j
this is my body aching or at rest.
hearing the sounds of this moment.
taking care of oneself in this reality ~
i feel my body. i feel any tension or pain.
i hold it with tenderness and breathe into it
and breathe out of it.
and breathe out of it.
i hear the confusion in my mind.
thoughts racing nowhere.
i hold this feeling with understanding
and compassion.
letting go and coming back to my breath.
i hear the lovely sounds of life around me.
i am grateful and smile.
staying open to reality ~
my heart has the capacity to hold
the entire world and all of life.
my mind, the wisdom to let go.
my mind, the wisdom to let go.
i stay open to the present,
trusting life and my true nature,
trusting the capacity of my heart to
stay open and grow.
and in this space of understanding
and compassion
– in this openness –
i am able to be of benefit
to others’ well being
and their end to suffering
as well as my own.
~j
are we willing?
Are we willing to listen?
Are we willing to see?
Our response to suffering, whether in Nepal, or Baltimore, or the arguments presented to the Supreme Court on this day, reflects our humanity and our ability to look and listen beyond our own perspective and our own initial emotional responses, from a place that reflects our interdependence, our capacity for compassion, and service to the principle of alleviating this world from suffering from where we are in this moment, with what we have in this moment, and who we are in this moment.
#interdependence #compassion #WeAreOne #Presence #look #listen #serve #Nepal #Baltimore #Equality #wisdom #peace #Life #Love
grief…
windows…
sometimes it is just enough to know you have the capacity to love,
to be moved by someone, to feel.
even that can be a window to the deeper love.
the love that carries us all.
may you know that you are worthy of such love
and that your love is a gift to this world.
you wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t.
~j
02.14.15
beauty is waiting, love is calling…
the thing is, around every corner beauty is waiting to be seen,
anxiously calling our attention.
and love.
love is calling to be held close and to be given away.
beauty and love.
sometimes they are disguised as the wind dancing through and with the
willing, swaying trees.
sometimes they are disguised as the little ants working together in
purpose or in laughter from a good joke, or the taste of your favorite
food, or the look in your beloved’s eyes.
sometimes they are hidden in struggle and grief, pain and loss.
but they are always present.
can we see the beauty in our broken moments?
can we hold ourselves with love?
sometimes the beauty we find and the love we discover are in how we
respond to life.
we have the capacity of heart to respond to life with openness, with a
spacious quality that allows. love allows.
so we still ourselves.
becoming aware of our breath.
we listen with fresh ears.
we look deeply.
and we stay open.
everything is a miracle, every moment sacred.
~j
02.13.15
we’re all in this together…
only life, only love…
rest in peace, kalyanamitra…
sometimes
it is all i can do
to just sit
here in this naked moment
this uneasy
space
my heart broken open
how else can all of this Love pour out?
~j
…here i sit. at present words fail me, so i have pulled from words assembled in the past, reflecting a moment then, to reassemble them here in the present, reflecting this moment now.
i hesitate to use the word “lost” when regarding the passing of a friend. love is never lost, never gone nor diminished. love just transforms herself and continues her lovely dance into the next hall where her beauty can continue to grow and delight. how can the great work of love ever be done? nevertheless, in this transitory life we call home, when a friend continues their journey it is we who can feel lost.
i hold these uncomfortable feelings, these feelings of sadness for all who are suffering in this “loss.” i hold these feelings with tender care. allowing them to grow this heart in love and teach the bravery that is openness.
Lori Miles Rubino is a bright light, who has embodied bravery and openness, a gift to all who know her and have the privilege to call her friend. kind, compassionate, encouraging, funny, open and loving. a daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother, coach, friend, artist, photographer, and writer. her life has been one of great love, the work of a bodhisattva, as is so evident in the amazing family she has raised and of whom i am so grateful and adore.
in honor of her bravery, her openness, and her beautiful talent as a writer i want to invite and encourage you to read her blog One Toe Over the Line Sweet Mary. her most recent entries will shake you, wake you up, make you laugh and open your heart. do yourself the great favor and gift of reading her words. chew them, reflect and meditate on them. especially her entries, Forgiving and Dying among others. i was so moved in reading the latter – it was our final correspondence in the first week of January 2015 beyond mutual Facebook “like”ing more recently. i cherish it.
the rawness, i attempt to express in my words at the top of this page – is so deftly brought to life in Lori’s essays. i will be reblogging her work, here, to share.
love you, dear Lori, and so grateful for the gift of your love. i look forward to watching how it continues to grow in the hearts of all who know you and love you. rest in peace, kalyanamitra.
namasté
~j
01.21.15
from the Love within, you Light the world…
received this quote from a friend, this past evening…
“We look within ourselves to find the beauty and hope and the dawn that always arrives to push the darkness away. And that dawn, that light, comes from love”
~ Father Daniel Webster
from the Love within, you have the ability to Light the world…
The Metta Garden 