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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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Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Sanity of Joy

Only
pure Joy

will give you

a sane decision


Joy is my Father
my mama
my inheritance

can you see what i am made of?

what does Joy look like?

she moves very freely

almost floating
through every possibility
every situation

she can sit very still
beside you
or on your lap

she can massage
your tied up thoughts

she can peacefully wait
outside your door
when you are ready to come out
and play again

joy can be the shining star
in the darkest of your nights
that silently holds you
even when you don't know
she is there

she can look like a newborn infant
but she will also be there
with you
beside its grave

there is no place
no appearance
no moment
joy will not show herself to you
at your invitation

who would you listen to?

your joyfriend

or de niar?

only Joy
is sane


Monday, November 2, 2009

joy of question

i question
everything i ever learned

and joy returns

rises like she has always done
throughout time

how ridiculous
we ever thought
we could stop Joy
from rising....

the Womb

what have i been denying?

this rich
endless
source of nourishment

constant

no instant of separation
no imagined abandonment

no fear
possible

resting
growing
expanding

being

without thought

without self conciousness

mother and infant
One Being

so
it
still
remains....


beginnings

i am returning
to the womb

the creation
the raw material

the wordless
the speechless

emotionless

predawn

here
is all known

no one has ever
really left
this place
and gone out into the world
to strike out
on his own....


i am
returning
to the womb

vastness

stretches out

forever

far far far beyond this
thought....

Sunday, November 1, 2009

slathering

some of us
slither
and slather
together

we love the same thing

and lots of it

we love the luscious song
of praise
and thanksgiving

and trees growing right up
out of the living room floor

we love the extraordinary

the surprise!
that the past
never showed us

we would that the tv
would simply light up
turn itself on and
Jesus Himself
would step out

live

as if he were there all the time


we would that Martians
were our neighbors
meeting us at the mailbox
to tell us of their extraordinary
voyage to get here...

we know each other
when we meet
because there is no hesitation
at all

we see the sparkle
in our eyes
and climb inside....:-)))





free as cats

freedom
opens all doors

doors flung wide open

to freely come and go

to visit
with oneself
neighbors
and strangers
who are strangers no more

no one is a stranger to yourself
my house is your house
we abide in the same mind
the same House

the same Heart
my couch is
the couch where you sit

for there is not
one difference
between us

only someone
who wants imprisonment
in a separate body
would imagine
there is

cats jump up
on our lap

they too are our mirrors

today we would love each other

as much as our pets......:-)

gift of silence

i let stillness be

i love the stillness


silence speaks

it fills the room

with peace
and wholeness

it expands
it fills

it is power

wholly unopposed

full of happiness
well being
charity
gratitude
God
Life

i let silence
teach me
i am whole

only silence
can teach me this

i can only receive
be taught
listen
from silence

talking--i can't hear
speaking is not silence
speaking is only appropriate
and helpful
after silence/listening :-)))

and not a moment before

today
i would focus
on the open window
the open ear

i would listen
to all the music
the muse
of silence

i wonder what she would tell me
if i gave her the whole day.....


About Me

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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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