Toward a World that Works for Everyone
November 21, 2021 by Terry Andrews (TerryAndrews.org, https://tinyurl.com/fcudm2yj) This past week, we had another big shift, moving us even further into the new realm. It is happening very regularly now, as we move steadily ahead into this new expanded way of being. As we expand we are being asked to simply let go of what […]
November 22, 2021 November wind. The feeling of knowing something before you said it, all over everything… Leaving doesn’t mean much. Arriving means everything, how you came to be where you were, even if later it will hurt to think of it. ~Katie Peterson, The Truth is Concrete It’s heartbreaking that a face I […]
November 20, 2021 Obey thy heart… Souls above doubt, Valor unbending, It will reward,— They shall return More than they were, And ever ascending. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, Give All to Love Yesterday, I witnessed an act of kindness delivered to a homeless person sitting on a fireplug at an intersection in the middle of […]
November 18, 2021 I make a list of things I have to remember and a list of things I want to forget, but I see they are the same list… perhaps God listed what to create in a week: earth and oceans, the armature of heaven, with a place to fasten every star… ~Linda Pastan, […]
November 17, 2021 Glendower: I can call the spirits from the vasty deep. Hotspur: Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will they come, when you do call for them? ~William Shakespeare, King Henry IV, Part 1 I wish my direct line to Spirit didn’t seem to have so much static. […]
November 16, 2021 The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued. ~Robert Frost, Dust of Snow I keep hoping every time I bump up against the insanity of […]
November 11, 2021 Out of your whole life give but one moment! So you make perfect the present… Thought and feeling and soul and sense– Merged in a moment… ~Robert Browning, Now I want something new to write about. I’m tired of writing about the same problems and worries. It’s only entertaining for so […]
November 8, 2021 …Stewards tirelessly Persuade them onwards to his voice and hands… Each dwells some twenty seconds. Now, dear child, What’s wrong, the deep American voice demands, And, scarcely pausing, goes into a prayer Directing God about this eye, that knee… In everyone there sleeps A sense of life lived according to love. ~Philip Larkin, […]
November 7, 2021 After the murder, like parades of Fools, The bungling supernumeraries come… Meanwhile, in another place—their figures cold, Both turned to shadows by a single pain, Bloodless together—the killer and the slain Have kissed each other in the wilderness, Touching soft hands and staring at the world. ~David Wagoner, Murder Mystery I […]
November 6, 2021 Ah God, that love should be Another road to pain… Still—if death were not Another way to love, There were little need of heaven That sages whisper of. ~Willard Wattles, Heaven Here’s a question that has bothered me pretty much forever. If each human being is actually an eternal soul experiencing […]
November 5, 2021 And there is the silence of this morning which I have broken with my pen, a silence that had piled up all night like snow falling in the darkness of the house— the silence before I wrote a word and the poorer silence now. ~Billy Collins, Silence Every once in a […]
November 4, 2021 As usual, I was thinking about the moments of the past, letting my memory rush over them like water rushing over the stones on the bottom of a stream. I was even thinking a little about the future, that place where people are doing a dance we cannot imagine, a dance whose […]
November 2, 2021 The dates drop from calendars, in order… I steal each second grain by grain from the hourglass, my hands cover themselves with ashes. ~André Velter, tr. Marilyn Hacker, Sand and Ashes Every day I wake up feeling funny, weird, not right. Every day I also wake up thinking, today I must […]
November 1, 2021 Now the orchestra at once throws down its instruments. The doors in the house of God tear off their hinges— I’m the child’s fist drumming its mother’s back, rock that hits the skull that silences the martyr… I’m gone, glad, empty, good riddance… …the night filled up with crows. ~Deborah Digges, Rough Music […]
October 31, 2021 I went by the Druid stone… And I stopped and looked at the shifting shadows… And they shaped in my imagining To the shade that a well-known head and shoulders Threw there when she was gardening. ~Thomas Hardy, The Shadow on the Stone The most innocuous things can trigger an existential […]
