Leaving and being left is such a painful part of life that it's hard to make sense of its place in a living Universe. This poem is one attempt
We wanna be grateful because we read everywhere that being grateful is what it takes to be happy.
My mother leans on a chair in the kitchen, her heart breaking wider than she ever imagined. How to be without him after sixty-seven years. After all we've been through, I will hold her when I get there.
If you have one hour of air and many hours to go, you must breathe slowly. If you have one arm's length and many things to care for, you must give freely. If you have one chance to know God and many doubts, you must set your heart on fire.
We are always approaching integrity, never arriving at it. In working toward a thoroughness of character, we dream of arriving at a state of completeness where who we are and what we do are forever one. We dream of living the rest of our lives this wholly.
Sometimes we wanna do something we really wanna do. Something we really believe in. Something we really care about.
Little by little, we have these glimpses that life is more than any one experience will reveal. It's how we string these glimpses together that opens the window of circumstance. And then we begin to see how the universe is stitched together.
It's no surprise that we lose sight of the things closest to us -- most of all loved ones. But luckily, the tides of experience throw us about, so that we chance to re-see those we love freshly. This poem records such a moment between me and my wife Susan.
Living their dream and abandoning yours is exhausting, unfulfilling and such a pity. You are so much more than you give yourself credit for. There's no need to hide what makes you YOU. We need your one-of-a-kind brilliance.
While excellence is an admirable and useful reward for our effort in the world, our immersion of heart into whatever we are doing leads us past excellence into the experience of Oneness. This is a hard insight to open.
An undertaker of one's greatest dream -- with courage as abundant as his or her ingenuity. A willingness to take a chance in spite of the fear. A born leader becomes an entrepreneur because he or she knows they could never survive under the rule of another.
The greatest threshold to an awakened life is the courage to say yes. Not yes to being abused or mistreated, but yes to the authority of your own being which touches on the sea of all being.
I'm coming to understand joy as the all-encompassing moment of full being that can hold all the other more fleeting feelings, like happiness, fear, confusion, worry and anger. Though that sea of full being is always there, always carrying us, we come in and out of our awareness of it.
I wrote this poem a few years ago to honor a friend and mentor of mine, Dr. Joel Elkes, who will be 100 years old this November. He is one of the most wholehearted people I know.
I seem to have cancer this year/ I feel sorrow but somehow no fear/ Before I check out/ I have one thing to shout/ At the top of my lungs, "I WAS HERE!"
We are constantly reminded how everything is connected. From time to time, the oddest thing will open me to this mystical fact. When former President Ford died, I was drawn into sensing what else was happening around the world at the very same moment.