The Road to Damascus

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The Road to Damascus

The Road to Damascus passed my way. The Light was blinding, and I fell down to pray. But the vision I had was different from Saul, as for me there was no voice at all. Instead I could see that we are all Inside, connected by a web from which we can’t hide, and inside this web with me and you, are Jesus, Mohammed, and Buddha too. For Gd’s plan is bigger than one religion or people, so when your call comes –be it from minaret or steeple– kneel yourself down and take a few moments to pray, thank Gd for multiple paths to help us find our way, because part of the message to Saul was in the message to me — Don’t persecute others for how they find Thee!

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For those who don’t know the story of Saul, a devout Jew who persecuted early Christians, the text is available here.

May this be a week of peace between religions and peoples, jen

sacred partnership

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sacred partnership

If i know that i’m You

and you know that you’re You,

then we can share a moment as Thee,

and create a new reality

together as One —

sacred partnership requires the presence of Three.

for You

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for You

Is it reaching for You or

simply stretching myself open —

which is it that brings me Your Love?

For surely You’re here,

even when i can’t feel You,

it’s not as if You ever go away!

It’s only my awareness,

my desire to be an empty vessel,

that allows me to be a Mishkan* for You.

When i dump out my ego,

its desires and defenses,

the shallow trappings of this mortal life,

then suddenly i’m aware

there’s no gap between Us,

You are me and i’m a tiny piece of You.

i can Dance to Life’s Rhythm

and hand out Your Love,

Your Will and mine become one-and-the-same.

What a miracle it is

to exist here within You,

to have the honor of living this life for You!

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*Mishkan is a Hebrew word used in the Torah to indicate the Tabernacle (or portable sanctuary) carried by the Israelites as they wandered in the desert. The Hebrew word Mishkan has the same 3-letter root, Shin-Kaf-Nun, as Shekhinah, the indwelling Divine Presence.

Praying Gd gives each of us the strength to more often “dump out our ego” and become a Mishkan, jen

 My letter to G-d

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My letter to G-d

The stories I wish to tell,
they’re all about You,
about Wisdom and Love and Light,
about finding the message
hidden within
each chapter of this Journey You write,
this Torah I’m unrolling,
even as it is written,
sacred letters in black upon white,
the Fire that burns, heals, and reveals
profound beauty
was just hidden from sight.  

But how can I express
in words comprehensible
the ineffable I’ve found as Truth?
Like the web that binds us,
one to another,
as tiny little pieces of You.
Or the fact that You speak
— The age of prophecy is not over! —
to those with the faith to submit,
who see the only goal
resides here where we breathe,
Holy Love we can choose to emit. 

G-d, help me find words
to share what I’ve found,
to inspire others that they might believe,
so that they might stop,
if only for a moment,
yet in that moment,
truly perceive
the Unity around us,
the wholeness within us
despite whatever damage life’s wrought,
so they might Dance
with exuberant Joy,
and hand out this Love
greater than any they’d sought.
 
 

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Shabbat shalom to all, jen

Boat of Eternity

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Boat of Eternity
I close my eyes and
there I find You —
my Passion, my Spirit, my Song.
You carry me through,
one day to the next,
Boat of Eternity gently slipping along.
Some days there are big waves,
other days rocky shores,
but I’ve learned to just hold fast to You,
for then, come what may,
I can be Dancing,
I can laugh at the wind and the rain,
knowing there’s no love
as unfailing as Your Love,
and after my death,
We’ll still have infinite days.

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shabbat shalom to all, jen

The Reminder

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There’s a man in my synagogue, a doctor, who’s of an age that makes it seem unlikely he’d have a tattoo.  But he has one.

It’s on his wrist, his left wrist, actually.   The location reminds me of tefillin, wrapped on the left arm to be closer to the heart.

The tattoo is of the Hebrew pictured above.  It’s pronounced “He-nei-ni” — which means “Here I am.”

“Heneini” was Abraham’s response when Gd called his name, Genesis 22:1, and then Gd tested Abraham by instructing him to sacrifice his son.

“Heneini” was Moses’s response when Gd called to him from the burning bush, Exodus 3:4, and then Gd sent Moses to free the Israelites from Egypt.

Thus, while Heneini might literally mean “Here I am,” it also seems to be the response of someone ready to do Gd’s Will, even at great personal expense.

One of these days, I hope to know the doctor well enough to talk to him about his tattoo.

For now, I’m just inspired by the fact that he carries this reminder with him in a location that is always visible to him.

His tattoo makes me wonder whether we all shouldn’t have such a reminder — not a tattoo necessarily, but something — to remind us to be listening for The Call and to be ready to do Gd’s Will…

in my heart cave

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“St. Francis in Meditation” — Workshop of Francisco de Zurbaran (Spanish, 1598-1664), on display at Indianapolis Museum of Art



 


IN MY HEART CAVE

(a reflection on Psalm 23)

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I have moments when I am afraid, when The Valley feels deep and Death’s Shadow looks long.

But always, in my heart cave, is You.

So I train myself to take refuge in my heart cave, where Your Light always shines, for there:
— I am never alone
— I am Loved (even when I fail)
— I am at peace
— I have faith
— I feel joy

And then, back in this material world, I need not be afraid. 

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This week, whatever life brings, may we fear no evil, and may we be blessed with goodness and mercy.  
shavua tov to all, jen