Category Archives: God

“From Here to There”

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I think as we journey through life we come to the end of each path wondering how am I going to get from here to there? Sometimes the next journey requires us to walk through valleys or up steep mountains, maybe even across paths of hot coals, or over wobbly bridges, and what about the ones that are paved in stones across the sky. Will, freedom, choice, trust and faith come into play surrounding me, and ego steps into view with its limited human perspective announcing that there is no way on earth to get from here to there. All the while the spirit within waits and watches patiently until will, freedom, choice, trust and faith can finally see past ego and into the depth of their purpose.

We walk through a period of our life being host of our soul. Showing it all there is to be seen through our eyes, senses and emotions much like a tour guide on a trip. But eventually the spirit within the soul becomes bored and tired of seeing the same thing as we circle round the Ring of Kerry over and again. We are at the point of our crossroad and it’s time for the ego to get out of the drivers set and let the spirit take the wheel. The spirit doesn’t’ need the maps or GPS to get us to the next path in life. It tells us now to sit back and enjoy the ride, choice is our ticket, trust is all we can take, will is what pushes us on the bus, and faith is what gives us the courage to take the first step, freedom is the weightlessness we feel as we let go of all the things that hold us back from moving on. As we travel once again around the Ring of Kerry on our way to the next destination we see as if for the first time because now it’s through the eyes of God.

 

“The Vines of Entanglement”

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For the 3rd time I’m pulling out these entangled vines in my garden. Every time I think I have all the thick twisted vines pulled, a week or so later they find their way back to the top of the soil. As I stand looking at their fresh green heads poking through the soil I can almost hear them laughing at me, as they say in their wee taunting voice, “we’re back!” I dig deeper with more determination to get to the source of each plant. Hum! I think to myself. There’s something awful familiar about what’s happening here besides the mere fact that I’m pulling these vines out again.

“Okay God, what are you trying to show here?” I say to myself

I’ve been doing the same thing in my own life pulling out the stuff I don’t want anymore, pulling out what isn’t good for me, and pulling out what no longer has a purpose. I do feel much lighter in many ways, but the vines from all that stuff is deeply rooted and intertwined so even when I think I’ve pulled it all, it finds a way back into my life, temping me and trying to sabotage all my efforts. Pulling out the entangled vines feels as if it has a hold of me. It doesn’t want to let go of it.

“What am doing wrong God?”

“It isn’t the vine that has a hold on you. It’s you who won’t let go of the vine.”

Woo! I didn’t see that one coming!

“Lucy Turning Life Upside Down…In A Good Way”

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I guess since I’ve come into my new family’s life I’ve turned it upside down a bit. I don’t know why because to me everything seems as it should be. I’m 6 months old which makes me about 3 1/2 in people years now. I’m easily distracted especially when I go out to pee. If I see a bird, bunny or bee I forget what I came out to do, and want to play with all Gods creations. I love being outside in the world walking bare paw on the grass, I don’t care if they get muddy or wet. I love digging in the dirt smelling all the scents, hearing all the sounds even taste-testing different things like those lip-smacking rabbit turds, yum!

I think I’m good for my people. I keep them hoping up and down as they have to take me out several times to pee. It makes them walk in their bare feet too as they don’t always have time to put their shoes on. It also gives them a timeout from what they were doing. I look up at my Connie and see something as she breaths in the fresh, is it happy, peaceful, contentment? I don’t know a lot about these things yet, it just looks like she’s feeling and sensing the same things I am, and everything seems as it should be.

Then there’s the leader of our pack, Tom. He’s like the lion in our tribe. When he roars, he expects me to listen. I just love teasing him. When he points his finger at me with a roar to stop, I jump up and nibble at his finger. He roars some more, and I jump back and forth yapping at him. He says, “don’t you talk back at me!” and I ruff, ruff, ruff right back again. The whole time my Connie is laughing at us both. My Tom tries to keep that stern look on his face, but I know if I keep it up I can melt that look right into a smile even a chuckle or two. He loves me, I know it. Sometimes I don’t know who I love more…my Connie or Tom…maybe I just love them both for who they are. What I do know for sure is that I like making them happy and I think I’m doing a pretty good job at it even if it is in upside kind of way.

Until next time,

Love Lucy

“Going With The Creative Flow”

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As I’ve been working on letting go it’s opened a whole new space for fun things in my life. So I had this idea to paint my clay pots. As I sat down to do each one I had no plan of how I was going to do them. Letting go of control seems to be the main source that gets in the way of what I really want, and that is to simple “be.” Listening to my inner voice, trusting in the process feels difficult when I keep getting in the way. I want to do everything perfect, but I can’t, it simple sets me up for failure.As I began my pots I went with the creative flow inside me. There was no rhyme or reason to what I was doing I just expressed. They are as imperfect as they come, but what I learned was to see the beauty that lies behind the imperfection. There are no two pots alike, and no matter how hard someone would try to duplicate what I did there is only one of a kind. Maybe that’s the way God went about creating each one of us, He just went with the creative flow and not one of us is alike either. That makes us about as special as each of my pots.

“To Simple Be”

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A friend asked me a few weeks again, what is it that you want out of life? All I could think of was that I simple want to “be.” I’ve been on my caterpillar journey. Moving upon the various path. Taking in all the nourishment, knowledge and understanding I could get along the way. Never quite knowing where I’m going, only knowing that something instinctively inspires me to keep going. Now I find myself up a tree and resting upon a branch. I can see from this place everywhere I’ve been and what I’ve learned along the way. It’s time to begin to let go of what no longer serves me at this point in my life, but this is the hardest part of life yet because it means trusting in what seems illogical. I mean how can I let go when I need to hang on in order to go through the process of metamorphose or transformation.

And so, this is where I’ve been these past few weeks sitting on my branch looking out over my life. Getting rid of this and that. Feeling lighter with less weight holding me down. Yet I find myself holding on tighter as I pray for the courage I need to move onto the next stage. I contemplate the quote above that reminds me that, “Nothing happens until the pain of remaining the same outweighs the pain of change.” I’ve still a long way to go, but a caterpillar has many feet to hang on with. I’m learning to let go one foot at a time, and each time I trust a little bit more in that which goes beyond the self. For I have come to believe that the God I know wants nothing more then for me to become the beautiful butterfly…He created me to be.

“Living In Love”

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I have a wonderful morning ritual that I’ve spoken of many times. It’s not only the most important way to start my day, but it’s the part of my day I look forward to the most. It’s a time of prayer, contemplation, spiritual readying, journaling and meditation. But sometimes even with every good intention I get distracted. Maybe it’s by what’s going on in my life. Maybe it’s what’s going on in someone else’s life. I become discouraged because I think I know enough to be able to center myself and get back on track. The one thing that I haven’t quite mastered is meditation, yet that is the one thing I know I need to practice the most. It quiets my mind, brings me back into the moment, and allows me to see things clearing and more simplistic. So today that’s what I did and when it was time to open my eyes the first thing I saw was the word “love” written in big read letters on my door of art where I tape the pictures my grandkids draw for me. All their pictures are about love, maybe that’s why we’re called to be more like the little children. They remind us how easy it is. If life is lived in and through love then how can we go wrong throughout our day in all we do. How can we not find comfort in the love that’s all around us. All we have to is open our eyes for as Gandhi said, “Where there is love there is life.”

” Cracking Open”

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“Ring the bells that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering. There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.” -Leonard Cohen, “Anthem”

Everything starts from a seed including us. I wonder if we live within that shell all our life with the seed being our soul and our lifetime here on earth being a gathering of all we need to slowly begin the painful process of cracking open. Many of us have felt the harder blows of life that leave an opening so wide that it goes straight to the heart of the soul. Whether our cracks are big or as small as a tiny papercut it is how the light gets in and once we experience the warmth it brings the more our soul craves it. Like our hands reaching upward we begin to sprout moving toward the unknown yet a knowing that it’s the natural process of who and what we were created to do. Yes, there is a comfort in staying within this place we’ve existed, and a fear of being exposed and vulnerable to the unknown. It’s never easy to step outside of our comfort zone to leave behind all that’s been a part of us, but the light continues to pull us toward it, and it is only in the letting go that we can fully begin to blossom in the fullness of the light.

Most importantly let us not forget in the process of breaking free…to ring the bells that still can ring, and forget out perfect offering. Look around there are cracks in everything. It’s how the light gets in.

“Driving Miss Daisy”

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“Driving Miss Daisy”

“We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.” -Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

We are the driver of the vehicle in which we exist. Like in the movie “Driving Miss Daisy” the spirit of God sits in the backseat and anxiously asks where you’re going to take me today?  I can’t wait to see what you have in store for me. I can’t wait to see the world and life, through your eyes, through your perspective, through your guided tour.

When I look at it this way, it makes me sit up a little straighter in the driver’s seat. How can I not become excited myself to see life in return through the eyes of my inner spirit.

I can see this as an opportunity to show all the wonders and beauty of life as I experience or mindlessly drive along forgetting about passenger I’m driving for in the first place.

I can ask the spirit what do you want to see today? Then in a mindful meditative way allow that knowing to lead the way.

I can get up and route out a map and plan of where I want to take the spirit, but then I’m taking charge as I get caught up in the work of it rather than the spontaneity of our experience together. Then I’d be looking in the rearview mirror wondering after all my efforts where my passenger got to. Feeling the loss of of the spirit I’d have to pull over try to figure out what went wrong. Once I get out of my own way I can see the spirit coming forward leaning its arms on the back of the front seat saying, “let’s just see where life takes us today. With each place we go let’s look for the good, joy and beauty even in the most desolate of places. Let’s bring a sign of hope and place it in the ground where it’s needed, and let’s experience it together as one.”

“Onward Connie, I can’t wait to see what you see, to experience what you feel, and to watch your own excitement along the way, and as for the rest of it we’ll figure it out as we go.

“Our Love Story”

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We’ve only just begun…to live, 
white lace and promises,  
a kiss for luck, 
and we’re on our way, 
we’ve only just begun. 
-The Carpenters   

So much of life ahead of us, we weren’t thinking how our love would grow. We were too busy enjoying the love we shared every moment we were together. “It was only the beginning,” we sang along with Chicago. I know there is quite a contrast between the Carpenters and Chicago music we liked, but both expressed so well our life then, and how we felt about each other. How could we have known in the beginning that what started with the two of us would grow into the wonderful family we have 46 years later.  


How excited we were to begin our family. An actual human being created from our love. As we entered into the world of parenthood our family grew from the two of us to six, and the next generation of our love came into the world. It was a time when our love for each other was put on the shelf for a while as our children became the center of our life. How quickly the years passed by and before we knew it we became empty nesters. Back to just the two of us. A chance to fall in love all over again. Making the pain of letting go of our children a little bit easier. We still had each other.  


Soon our own children fell in love and begin their own lives with the same white lace, and promises, a kiss for luck, and they were on their way. Not long after they began their own family’s. A 3rd generation that began with us came into the world as we became grandparents. Our grandchildren the most beautiful of all the flowers grown from our garden of love.  


Proudly we stand together the two of us looking around at the family that began with us. We say in ah to one another, how could we have ever imagined how wonderful our life would turn out to be.  

Then our grandchild fell in love carrying on the same tradition of white lace and promises, a kiss for luck and their on their way. 

Soon we are great grandparents as the 4th generation of us comes into the world. 


We seem to be looking from a further distance now watching as if we are looking from a mountain top down at the valley of family that began with us.   

We were two young kids who didn’t have anything else going for us except our love for one another. 


But where there is love anything is possible and when you add God to the equation everything else seems to fall together. What began as two has grown into 21, and the funny thing is with each new generations that’s followed we still feel as if each day together we’ve only just begun to live because everyday is new opportunity to fall in love all over again because we still have each other. 

Happy Anniversary my love!!!

My Dream”

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I had a dream last night that far off in the distance I could see open doors. Each one had a different level of light shining through them, one especially brighter than the rest. There wasn’t a question of which one I’d wanted to pass through, of course it was the one with the brightest shining light.

I was shown in the dream that each day I have the same opportunity to find my way to that same door and to walk through it freely, but how easy it is to get side tracked by my own thoughts and the things I put my attention on. Next thing I know I find myself on the other side of the wrong door and I wonder how the heck did that happen. Why do I keep doing the very thing I want to avoid? Why isn’t my faith strong enough to lead me in the right direction?

As dreams go hopping from one thing to another. I find myself thinking about how someone has irritated me. I see myself watching the news and how agitated I become. I play these scenarios out in my head wondering why people don’t see what I see? Then I find myself on the other side of the door of negativity. The reason there is still a light that shines from this door of negativity is because behind this door there are lessons to be learned, and the light beyond the lesson leads me back to the brighter doorway I can still reach once I learn to let go of that which holds me back.

If I want to walk through the brightest doorway, which I do, then I must practice the mindfulness I need to do it. Working on not being distracted by all the ugliness that stands in my way. Beginning each day remembering all I am grateful, because it is that that leads me in a positive direction. Walking across that shining bright threshold asking as I pass through what can I do today for the better good of all. This gives me the opportunity to do something productive to build upon. What will it be today? Another lesson on how negative thoughts hold me back or going toward the doorway that offers the brightest light in which I can see the possibility of all things through the eyes of God.