Morning Prayer 12/29/2010

Dear God,
You do not need praise + glory.
Knowing all and being all,
You have no need of that.
But we do need to feel ...
Your awesome goodness + Your power.
Because of that, we bow and sing
Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Visible and Invisible

I've lately been thinking about things visible and invisible,
with some surprising insights.
As my real being is spiritual, my real being is invisible,
just as God is invisible.
My abundance being spiritual
is also invisible,
and yet it appears in my human life,
in Love's own way.

It helps to be humble,
grateful for Love's provision,
even when it cannot be seen.
It is there, and my gratitude for it,
welcomes it into my human life.
Only a fearful sense of lack
needs to soften and yield:
God is already on the field.

12/15/2010

Bald Like Me, poem for my sister in chemo

Bald Like Me

When I lost my hair
from chemo,
I thought I should wear a hat, a scarf, a wig,
but then I knew it would be better to feel
innocent as a baby
and just as bald.

No one thinks a baby should feel shame
at the lack of hair.
I could wear a hat if cold,
but otherwise
let all the world see
me - simply happy to be alive,
going through therapy.

No one seemed to mind
this radical stand I took,
and the best thing of all was the relief,
the thumbs-up honesty
of other women who understood,
at the clinic, bald like me.

Gail
12/12/2010