You will never fully understand some things until these things actually happen to you. So be kinder ... I will not stay forever. Only long enough to clear the path of debris so hope and joy can reach you. Only long enough to cleanse your eyes so your vision will be clear enough to recognize goodness when it comes. ... Every breath you take is in sync with someone's last. ... You are as beautiful as the love you give, and you are as wise as the silence you leave behind.
Monday, June 11, 2012
I was waiting for time to catch-up with my love for you. The love that began in the dreams and prayers of a little girl in a warm bed with wide and sleepy hopeful eyes. I am waiting on distance to become less and less, for flight dates and air fare, overstuffed suitcases and goodbye tears to be trampled by hello kisses. I knew your heart before I knew your face. I knew the soul before I knew the man. For these reasons, when I read your first 50 words or less, I knew you. My spirit rang and tinged and chimed and belted out a song, “I think I could love this man.” I waited for decades for your arrival, so even though you were surprised, it seemed natural to wait for your heart to heal. The months seemed like minutes, the weeks were seconds, the days were blinking moments, and finally time caught up with the grown woman who had wide hopeful eyes and was laying down in her warm bed. On a bright autumn morning, I received the heart that I treasure the most and the feeling is the single most satisfying memory I own. I have received the heart before I have received the man… and I am waiting for him; it feels natural.
Thursday, June 7, 2012
|Taken by NASA’s Solar Dynamics Observatory from geosynchronous orbit. (click photo to enlarge)|
|Great photo of the transit taken from Chicago. The flight path of O’Hare International Airport was between camera and the sun, leading to an incredible airplane silhouette alongside Venus crossing the sun.|
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Patience is a hard discipline. It is not just waiting until something happens over which we have no control: the arrival of the bus, the end of the rain, the return of a friend, the resolution of a conflict. Patience is not waiting passively until someone else does something. Patience asks us to live the moment to the fullest, to be completely present to the moment, to taste the here and now, to be where we are. When we are impatient, we try to get away from where we are. We behave as if the real thing will happen tomorrow, later, and somewhere else. Let’s be patient and trust that the treasure we look for is hidden in the ground on which we stand.
~Henri Nouwen, Catholic priest