All The Things That Man Has Made

Catch the Bird of Heaven, Lock Him in a cage of gold. Look again tomorrow And He will be gone Lock Him in religion, Gold and frankincense and myrrh Carry to His prison, But He will be gone All the things that man has made Cannot hold Him anymore. Still the Bird is flying as …

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Beauty Undefeated

My dear brothers and sisters, May undeserved kindness be shown to you, and may you reach a peace of mind that surpasses all logic and reason. I wish these for you beyond all things, for I know you have been doing your absolute best in this world that seems to have gone mad with all …

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O Come, O Come…

  I have come to this place in my life I’m full but I’ve not satisfied this longing to have more of you. And I can feel it, my heart is convinced I’m thirsty my soul can’t be quenched— you already know this, but still come and do whatever you want to. I’m standing knee-deep, …

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Community

I THINK I AM figuring out that one of the root longings I feel ever-present deep inside is indeed for community… I’ve always been—or thought of myself as—solitary, not needing others in order to be me or do what I do. This most likely came from the way I grew up, homeschooled and alone, even …

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I Am Not Christian

I am not Christian. I am one who will stand with the outcast and the judged But I am not Christian. I am one who has to defend the defenseless But I am not Christian. I am one who offers my hand to any color height size orientation caste But I am not Christian. I …

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The Spirit Grieves

LAST NIGHT, I WENT into a Christian book and supply store to try to find a gift for a couple family members who are getting baptized tomorrow, and the Spirit within me began to grieve. Every item in there felt hollow, clichéd, fear-based, condescending, or arrogant, whether it was a trinket, a figurine, a wall …

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Five Fingers

The wakened lover speaks directly to the beloved, “You are the sky my spirit circles in, the love inside love, the resurrection-place. Let this window be your ear. I have lost consciousness many times with longing for your listening silence, and your life-quickening smile. You give attention to the smallest matters, my suspicious doubts, and …

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Face to Face with Death

On this Dia de los Muertos—Day of the Dead—it is the perfect time to pull out and begin re-reading the beautiful and inspiring Tibetan Book of the Dead, something I’ve been wanting to do again for a while now anyway. The following is the opening chapter of my favorite translation by Gyurme Dorje, edited by …

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The True Constant

  When I was younger, and first learning I could feel the presence of the Earth, I would get SO annoyed and upset with concrete blocking the way and covering up so much of the ground everywhere I went. I became anti-cement nearly to an extreme anti-civilization frame of mind, until I grew a bit …

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