Monday, June 25, 2012

A Higher Love

I realized that because of my love for you and really – your love for me…that I am actually learning more about God…Through you I am able to experience a higher love – a love with solid lines and clean energy…a love that is constant and dynamic…a love that grows in strength – like a storm – but still maintains its identity – as love…it is absolutely beautiful…and it feels like a higher experience…like the way God feels to me…like your love is a pathway of sorts …what we have is a pathway…to something higher and so beautiful…that between us –you and I -  is something divine

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Love Is Better than Wine

Song of Solomon 1: 1-7

This is Solomon’s
    most beautiful song.

She Speaks:
Kiss me tenderly!
Your love is better than wine,
    and you smell so sweet.
All the young women adore you;
the very mention of your name
    is like spreading perfume.
Hurry, my king! Let’s hurry.
    Take me to your home.

The Young Women Speak:
We are happy for you!
And we praise your love
    even more than wine.

She Speaks:
Young women of Jerusalem,
it is only right
    that you should adore him.
My skin is dark and beautiful,
like a tent in the desert
    or like Solomon’s curtains.
Don’t stare at me
just because the sun
    has darkened my skin.
My brothers were angry with me;
they made me work in the vineyard,
    and so I neglected
    my complexion.
Don’t let the other shepherds
    think badly of me.
I’m not one of those women
who shamelessly follow
    after shepherds

My darling, I love you!

Friday, June 8, 2012

The Time is Now

Song of Solomon 2:10-13

10 “My beloved responded and said to me,
Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,
And come along.
11 ‘For behold, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone.
12 ‘The flowers have already appeared in the land;
The time has arrived for [a]pruning the vines,
And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.
13 ‘The fig tree has ripened its figs,
And the vines in blossom have given forth their fragrance.
Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,
And come along!’”

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

The Heart

Song of Solomon 5:2-4

I went to sleep, but my heart stayed awake. [I dreamed that I heard] the voice of my beloved as he knocked [at the door of my mother’s cottage]. Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my spotless one [he said], for I am wet with the [heavy] night dew; my hair is covered with it.
[But weary from a day in the vineyards, I had already sought my rest] I had put off my garment—how could I [again] put it on? I had washed my feet—how could I [again] soil them?
My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my heart was moved for him.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

The moment!

"Because I don't live in either my past or my future. I'm interested only in the present. If you can concentrate always on the present, you'll be a happy man. You'll see that there is life in the desert, that there are stars in the heavens, and that tribesman fight because they are part of the human race. Life will be a party for you, a grand festival, because lifeis the moment we're living right now." - The Alchemist (Paulo Coelho)

Sunday, May 13, 2012

The Beauty of Oneness - Kahil Gibran


You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when white wings of death scatter your days.
Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

There is a place and a time - when we all must recognize that so much of this life is not in our control, because if we don't - we suffer. And there comes a place a time - when we all must recognize and take responsibility for those things that are in our control, because if we don't - we suffer. It is through the wisdom of knowing the difference - that we find joy.