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Hi! Welcome to the Joy of Miracles.

To write is to uncover, to unhide, to bring to light, and express what is within. To share is the end of all private thoughts, all shame, all guilt, all pain and separation. Here is all Joy found at last! Writing helps us to repeat, focus, choose, and remember ideas. The purpose of this writing is healing for all of us.

This blog is inspired by "A Course in Miracles"and The Work of Byron Katie. You are invited to share your comments by clicking on the word "comment" at the end of each post. If you scroll way down there's a little info about me and also an archive of past writing you can view by clicking on the title. Thanks so much for visiting...

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Wednesday, December 21, 2011

high strung

i think
i need you

i think
i want your presence,
friendship,
company--
a mirror,
to prove
i exist

someone who hears me
so i have an effect

someone who sees me,
talks to me,
to prove
i exist

someone who feeds me,
gives me feedback,
a reflection.

without you,
i am not there

i don't see
what i am,
i don't see
that my thoughts
are important--have their imagined meaning

it's a game....
we're both in the mirror

watch the flow
in the mirror

the images
in constant motion,
gone
gone
gone

try to stop it
and oh!
enormous pain,
effort

stopping the river?
the earth...from turning?
the man...from smoking?
from taking one more....breath?

Why?
so you can hold on to this
one
still
frame...?

while you war on/exclude
the rest?

let it flow,
let it rush!
let it go!
let it/him/her
pass on!
move,
breathe!

see
it carries you

see the illusion,
the false possibility,
of holding on/grasping,
of stopping,
of control

you ride with,
swirl with,
all of it

tip your head back,
let your hair blow
in the wind,
feel the rhythm
as the swing flies forward
and back,
and yet you go nowhere

how interesting to view
the underside of the sofa,
the springs,
the empty spaces,
the hard beams,
under the soft
exterior

it's all there
inside all of us

the cushion isn't everything

love the hard places
too

rocks and water,
it's all okay,
it's all
me

the ancient rocks
give way,
invisibly
to us,
with the very gentle lapping
of soft clear water

softly
softly
softly
tiptoe
tenderly
upon the vast expanses,
the endless slabs of stone...

She loves you



relax

relax

melted butter

sit back,
enjoy the ride,
the scenery,

you are carried

trust

the driver
of the sleigh

the Jolly Ol' Soul
is merry

His Will
is giving

Santa does not ask
if you've been naughty
or nice--
He never
delivers coal...

that would be you--
unrelaxed,
uptight,
closed
to His Love

His Eyes
twinkle

because you are holy,
your sight must
be holy

o'er the housetops
he flew
(above all misery and pain)
this elevated perspective
sees the whole
and but enters the chimney
to bear gifts of joy and good will and peace

soot has no effect

to every household/mind
he arrives in the hearth
wearing red
bringing warmth
and cheer

there is no way
to keep him out

he comes while
you are sleeping

there is nothing
you can ever do
to keep Love
away from your
Identity

Thank you, Sainta,
that i am...

oh happy happy birth...


Tuesday, December 20, 2011

b-r-r-innn-n-n-n-g-g-g-g!

art helps us to be present,
to see again,
in a fresh way,
anew

a radical shift in perspective,
in the same way as meditation:

you're overlooking the beauty of your big toe!
have you thanked it lately
(or ever)
for all it does for you?

have you forgotten the magnificence of the vacuum cleaner?

remember your love of ........
when you were five?

what an exciting event to witness
the street sweeper,
or go through the car wash
and see the big brushes and suds
and water pouring down
from inside the car...

this was fantastic!

would you not re cover,
re dis cover,
that light!

that vision,
that re mains
just waiting
for your mind
to be quiet

it's all so juicy!

taste
what is
in front of you


amen!

whatever you think--
can't be

be cause
it's already gone gone gone

that was a second ago

it doesn't exist
gone
gone
gone

here now
gone

simply watch

marvel

it truly does
last but a moment
and not even that

don't go there
because you can't go there

it doesn't exist

to stay there
is death

bang!
hear the gunshot!
bring your attention
back to...
gone

what wonder!

and sadness is impossible

life just keeps
blooming,
bursting forth

every nanosecond

new
gone
new
gone
new

how exciting not to have a past,
not to know what anything is,
nor be lost in delusion
of future

mystery

thank you

celebrate!

the party's over
and a new one
one
one
one
flash!

Holiness,
no past,
no future,
no split mind

all here

amazing!
grace!

no guilt of past
no fear of future punishment
no lack now

thank you

gratitude

this is it!

what miracles you are!

this must be the most beautiful thing you have ever seen
because
it is the only thing there is

God is

no past
no future=
no bad,
no good,
just what is

no choice

thank you
amen.



Sunday, December 18, 2011

open

open

hands off

defenseless

vulnerable

completely uncovered

exposed
to light

yes, it's true,
i did that

yes, it's true,
you caught me
with my pants down

oh friend of the friendless,
there is nothing i would keep
from you

no effort would i make
to obstruct
your loving gaze
from the truth of me

open every door,
every dark corner of shame,
of unacceptable

let's bring it to the dinner table

give it up
on a silver platter

here, oh God,
is what i have withheld
from you

here are my tears,
my tearing of hair,
and clothes,
and heart

what i thought was torn from me
was but my refusal to experience it
fully,
to be it,
and
notice
i did not die

no,
behold!
in its place
a candle burns
day and night,
night and day,

Light
shines
where the door
is open


Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Glory

how could you be afraid
while glory blazes
all around you?

each face,
a door
of glory
extending to you

awake!
awake!
open your heart
open your eyes
open your desire to see
to receive
to accept
God's glory
in everything you see
taste
touch
hear

that's what it's for:

it's all a messenger
from You to you:
God is
God is
God is...

the Song

all through the night,
dawn,
noon...

Only Song
(not time)

only thanksgiving,
gratitude,

swept off my feet
for You
carrying but Your Message
in my
eyes
my touch
my every thought
but shines
with gratitude

Divine
Grace

Christmas!
now

Brilliance!
now



only God rings true

The Name of God is my inheritance.

Only God
rings true

recallibrates

matching Heart
and mind

back
to being

acting
out
of being

not a runaway horse
nor a panicked mouse

nor inmate at a concentration camp
screaming in horror of death


God


clears


the mind,
the fantasies,
that hang
like low clouds
in the mountains
touching the ground,
veiling
what is easily passed through

i know not
where i go
where i am

nor place my mind
in the next moment,
a fantasy
of time/future,
escaping
from Heaven
now


God


hear it


now

ringing
forever

clearing

harmony

all
rings
with It

being It

ALL

Only God
rings true


Monday, December 5, 2011

without a past

it's not about doing
more
or less

it's about being

what are you?

without a past
time is given you
to be God
free
fearless

I am
the Light of the world

God is
here
right now

without a past
no scraps
no evidence
no old news clippings,
birth certificates
or death
certificates,
no guilty secrets
no unrequited love
no scars
no bruises
not one second before this,
not one second after

see it
now

don't miss it

it's over
in an instant

can you give
to yourself
just an instant of full attention
to see
what is given you,
what is in front of you
now?

that's life

whatever you are missing
or lacking
is because you are refusing
to see/
running away/
abandoning
what's right in front of you

it's always there
for you
any time
you want to
return

love it
or
leave it

but you remain
in the hands
of love

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I have been a student of A Course in Miracles since 1986. It has helped me tremendously to be a happier person by helping me change my perception of everything. I have found writing to be very helpful in the process of practicing, experiencing, and living the ideas in the Course. In 2006 I started sharing inspiration from the Course with a friend. Now it is a joy to share it with everyone. In 2009, The Work of Byron Katie found me at a woman's group. The Work is a way to identify and question your stressfuI beliefs. I dove right in and in April 2013 became a Certified Facilitator of The Work of Byron Katie. I work with people privately and offer online classes. Please visit www.joyofthework.com for more information. I also still occasionally lead the 11am Sunday Gathering at the Rocky Mountain Miracles Center in Denver. For more information http://www.miraclescenter.org/

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