Blogging is a Moving Meditation.

BLOGGING as a MOVING MEDITATION: Liminality's thin passage untangles as it weaves, fits in the ineffable nooks and crannies of my heart's prayer wall, like the cracks in pavement, mile markers on the road, windblown whimsical napkin poems written in eyeliner.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Liquid Love and Bonding Eyes.

Liquid love & Bonding eyes.

What of this restlessness, the tension between the Heavenlies and the creation. The cry for Daddy to reach down from His throne and hug us--- intensely. To rock this frame into well being, to sing to our spirit in the tones of love in which our beings resonate as a matched tuning fork.

The genetic encoding of our spirit, the finger print of God on our inner most being.

Somewhere between the conscious and the unconscious we are searching.

Searching to know and be known, to have our depth & breath defined in the infinite. To sense with our Spirit the vibration of the spoken word- let there be light. He fashioned man from dust and breathed into his nostrils the essence of Spirit, as the ember of life was ignited he breathed back.

Was Gods face so close that Adam gazed intently into the eyes of love and felt whole?
Now far from the garden do we search out that same gaze in the beings of His likeness?
To search the iris and the pupil to see the reflection of the God Head.

To know the bonding love of God in the Christ like reality of those He calls sons and daughters, and in whom Jesus calls friends.
To be a friend of God is reflecting His divine unconditional love towards those He loves.
To be His hands, arms and heart that draws creation back to the Creator.
To become the very heart rhythm of God and allow that to be the driving beat of our lives. To let our fingers become liquid love that brings the balm of Gilead to the wound, frail and vulnerable Body of Christ.

ps- Mark- glad your my Judah Brother!- Know you are loved.!