Within a recent mindfulness gathering, a sweet young soul said:

‘As I have said before, I have noticed that I spend so much time looking down, full of my own thoughts, anxious, but now I have come to realise that all I need to do is look up and see the immensity of the sky and it all falls back into place and I am somehow calmed.’

And smiling outwardly then, and inwardly in the quiet of now, I touch half awareness’s of ancient wisdom echoing within our most human senses of spiritual drift…..

St Francis (looking at the stars) saying to us ‘if these are the creatures, what must the creator be like?’

Breathing with the writings of Richard Rohr who always Eager To Love expands upon Bonaventure, who riffing in fountains of fullness talks of that flow, that overflow that filling of all things into One positive direction.

Truly being within this Being

Be-hold:
all things in unity
Be-hold all:
contradictions and
coincidences.
let go to
cohere
in here and out to
hear wholesome Heart absorptions
awesome sweet knowings
in place and
Grounded.

clarion call:
clearly to
one and to all
through hard times to
timeless Oneness
and
Love.

Be-calmed with
Sweet Hearted St Clare.
walk
within her
lightness of heart and
firmness of foot
become
strident
and soft to
observe
Cosmic Bright Light.
squint as you
hook to string
Great Chains.
thread
Alpha, Omega and Eco
to systems beyond dots to this I this unstable
ego.

Be free from
fixations
Be
crossed above lines of
sentient living and
re calcification to
re-hang such stories to
Crucified
Wisdom.
pulse in flows of blood staining flesh
broken for dead beats to
Breathe in a-fresh.

If only

we

lonely could

stop running like chickens ruining the rest
fearful of loosing our feather-filled heads.

If ever together we
refilled in grace
yolked well and beyond this darkening place
to find
A Cosmos Grown
now and before

so to rest in-
completeness
ever after deepening in love from Our core.

Notes of thankfulness:

I am, once again immersing within the richness and flow of Richard Rohr’s distillations of Judy Cannato, St Francis, St Clare, Bonaventure and so give heart-felt thanks for and to all the known and unknown ancient and modern spiritual guides that I purposefully and inadvertently absorb plunder and surf within.