When I close my eyes the background grows
Dark black to luminous ebony
And every color pops up in play
Let this stillness that dances
Tune the String
So much less
Can Will Be Am
Is this Me
Or us
I?…
The vibrant darkness
Author: Thomas
FRAGRANCE OF BEING
On our last day in Thailand, during this past Summer, I felt the draw to seek out the holy place from which Thomas Merton departed this Life. The walk there from the train through the Samutprakin area just outside Bangkok alongside the Dan Canal was lovely and peaceful.…
Pilgrimage Opening
We go through life, most of us perhaps, content with the familiarity of habit and opinion. What can break us out of this? Who would want something truly fresh, even uncomfortable?
One does not have to physically travel to taste something foreign, new, perhaps even acerbic.…
Flores y Cantos -flowers and songs out of season, out of place
“It was Saturday, when it was still night…it was already beginning to dawn…He heard singing on the summit of the hill, as if different precious birds were singing and their songs would alternate as if the hills were answering them. …
The Dormant Place
“Something strange is happening – there is a great silence on earth today, a great silence and stillness. The whole earth keeps silence because the King is asleep. The earth trembled and is still because God has fallen asleep in the flesh and he has raised up all who have slept ever since the world began.…