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Tag: Bacon

  • A Journey with your Spirit.

    Yesterday I finally heard the definition of a Spiritual Journey that made sense to me.  Ed Bacon and Bonnie St. Johns were talking about it in a way that resonated with what I know to be true.

    They said it was about sitting with your pain, being aware of suffering and finding out its source…about going into your self, your inner body, to feel emotions and feelings, to sort out the places that are not in alignment with the Universe.

    I understood this meaning of a Spiritual Journey.  

    What I have discovered is that I didn't need to go anywhere, but to become more introspective…to seek to change my perceptions, not to change the situations or others.

    It is a journey of going deeper, not away from yourself and out there somewhere…like Heaven is a place we go when we die.  

    The Spiritual Journey felt to me, like a destination to find the right Master…a journey away from your Self and this present moment.  

    I have heard it represented as not being within you, but rather a departure from your daily life.

    Yet I found that the spiritual journey was the daily life…and the master was your Self.  And depending upon what you accepted or denied granted you a Heaven or a Hell.  There was nowhere to go but to be here now and to feel the truth of this moment in time.

    That is the spiritual journey.  It doesn't lead you away from your daily life, but rather allows you stay there.

    There is nowhere to go, no one to become, nothing you have to aspire to, no teacher to seek.  All you have to be is fully you.  

    To feel your emotions, to discover your truth and to express your life, and that will have you on a journey with your Spirit.

     

  • Love after Love, by Derek Walcott

    The time will come

    when, with elation,

    you will greet yourself arriving

    at your own door,

    in your own mirror,

    and each will smile at the other’s welcome

    and say, sit here. Eat.

    You will love again the stranger who was your self.

    Give wine. Give bread.

    Give back your heart

    to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

    all your life, whom you ignored

    for another, who knows you by heart.

    Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

    the photographs, the desperate notes,

    peel your own image from the mirror.

    Sit. Feast on your life.

    —Derek Walcott

    I heard this recited by Kim Rosen on Sirius Radio with Ed Bacon, she wrote a book called, “Saved by a Poem”. I have it on hold at the library. Until then, I have browsed her website and found this poem.