Crossing

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Crossing the bridge
A heart selfishly twisted
Yet equally gifted
Now I know

Need to remember
Yet leave behind
To rise again
Made new

What to be
What to give
From this day on

Oh, Creator of all
To you I pray
To you I call
Lift me up, I fall

Hunger for wisdom
From the darkest den
Full of questions
Curiosity, my friend

Want to be
Want to give
Crossing to live

Blame

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Blame it on yourself
Dare to take it, feel it fully
Claim your own grief
It must burn
Oh, the yearning
Become all Salamander

Having walked into it,
now, walk through it
Don’t throw it on any other
Don’t throw it away
Don’t waste what burns so well,
no matter the depth

Guilt and sorrow
No need for quenching now
Release yourself from addiction
Hysteria
Give space, create room and
burn, burn, burn

In the fiery furnace
Like the Salamander,
you will be found,
you will be crowned
Owner of your house
Now you can finally be, because now, you truly are

Charis

Foto (Robert)

Kvar dag stig sola opp att,
før ho forsiktig senkar seg sjølv ned att
Ganske utruleg, ja heilt utruleg
Kvar morgon og dag er ny,
før dei avsluttar seg sjølve med kveld og natt
Ganske utruleg, ja heilt utruleg
Kvar einaste ein av oss er fødde som nye skapningar,
før vi gjeng gjennom livet i fellesskap og aleine
Ganske utruleg, ja heilt utruleg
Kva kan ein kalla dette utrulege som skjer

Jo, det kan kallast charis, ifølgje grekarane
Nåde, seier eg
Vi har ikkje krav på nokon ting, du og eg
At du og eg blei til, har vi ikkje noko med
Tenkje på det, kan ein kvar gjerne gjera
Jau, alt er ei forunderleg gåve
Det trur eg vi kan vere saman om, du og eg,
før me seier, god natt

Hold it

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Hold it, my friend
Be your own good friend now
Hold it, please
Stay with it and hold it, within
I know it is painful
I know your despair
You need to hold it right now and here
Drink the cup, my friend
Drink, and
drink again

Just now, rest assured
You need to feel lost
before you find you are found

So hold it now
Again, drink
Let it fill you all up
I know you want wine
but the drink is vinegar
Yet, I plead you, to open up
to see, to feel and also be
molded by it
You must know your pain and
even feel lost, my friend
Only then you can know
that in this,
you are found

This is it

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This is it
I sense the rushing of a Wind
I sense the Great Self within
I hear the Call
To be, to be

It is here
I hear the roar of the Lion
I hear the Great Voice within
You are in the Temple
You are, You are

This Mystery
I listen to the Soft Whisper
I listen to Holy Poems within
Secrets found, truth makes whole
I am rises in my Soul
I am, I am

Do I Need Silence ?

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Today I will just share a short note about a spiritual practice that I truly recommend. The practice is called centering prayer. It has a long tradition, and can partly be traced back to a practice of silende explained in the mystical book Cloud of Unknowing. The form in which it is practiced among many contemplative seekers today has been clarified by the well-known munk Thomas Keating. His books come recommended too, and one which dives into the topic of centering prayer is Keating’s Open Mind, Open Heart.

For myself I practice this silent attitude or prayer once a month together with some contemplative friends. We meet in a local church, and after a short introduction by the one leading the practice we sit in a circle for 2o minutes. After that we join around the table again for a short voluntarily sharing.

Many mornings, regularly, I also try to sit down alone for at least 10 minutes, taking time for a shorter version. Even though the 20 minutes are truly recommended, I find that 10 minutes are much better than not doing the practice at all.

The main goal of the practice is to sit openly in silence saying a word in your mind every time you lose your silent focus, to redirect yourself back into the open silence. This is not called a mantra, yet it is a word of your choice to think when the monkey mind starts talking. Then the goal is not to empty your mind, but to give your focus to the open silence and quietness. For some this seems similar to some mindfulness practices, but it can be said to be a little different too.

In centering prayer it is not thought so much that you will experience any particular elevation, ecstasy or felt experience of God or Divine during the practice. At least that is not what we are seeking. We seek only to be open in silence, in a restful and upright, chaired position. You may close your eyes and open your hands on your lap, but really what counts is that you can sit comfortably and attentive in an open silence.

Since there is not much more to it than what I have explained simply here, and the goal is not a spiritual experience other than attentiveness, why practice it? For me it is a time of open focus where I think my heart and soul are working, even though the feeling of it is not important. And the results you may say, will come later. If you practice for some time you may experience a change in your daily life. This silence may become a strength and something beautiful to carry within you in your day. It may help you become less reactive and activated, and more responsive to the experiences in the real world.

I word of warning if you want to try it out, which I hope you do, is that as Keating explains in other words that the first period you try this your mind may go a little crazy, and start spinning and throwing a lot of thoughts at you. Since you are not used to being in silence like this, the mind is not used to it either. It also may be that the mind and feelings come at you with really important stuff too, that you need to bring your attention to after the time of practice. A lot of unconscious and repressed things, that you have tried not to see and acknowledge maybe in a very active and perhaps stressful daily life, now may come at you with full force. If this happens you must realize that you may need someone to talk to about hidden issues in your life that now want to surface. It is really Important that you go seriously about this, otherwise you may hit a wall. I could have said more about this aspect, but will leave it at that for now. If you want to dialogue about it, please comment, and we’ll start a discussion that can become fruitful.

Now, I just hope you learned a little bit about centering prayer. For me these days I combine this practice with dream work and dream interpretation which can be very interesting and learningful. More on that later. So, try it out, this silent practice of centering prayer – if you dare 😊 I dare you, you probably won’t regret it, at least if you take note of the words of warning too.

Blessings to you!

This

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This is what seeps and lurks in bones and veins
It is like a dark stare within me
At times it drives me far and wide
Sometimes drags me far too long and far away
What happened for it to be this way?

Also, it seems it is here to stay
Even the priest seems to like it this way
It drives us to pray and ask for forgiveness
Yet, I ask, is it truly gone?
Has it been here all along?

Sometimes heard as a distant echo
Other times felt as a tidal wave
This drives us often into action and reaction
Or even urges us to climb the ladder of fame
Same old, same old, I hear the wise man say

On the surface we often live our lives
Anger and bitterness can become lingering fumes
Blaming the other for what batters inside
As we walk the road of violence and abuse
the lurker within becomes our fuse

The preacher says, I am also made this terrible way
Giving his words, citing the verse, before he says,
Let’s repent from our ways
An easy way out, perhaps
Yet, often it leads to dismay
Most likely never meant to be easily fixed
this deep-seated pain felt from within

I sensed it this morning
I sensed it last night
It creates this experience of restless dismay
Yet, turning the lights on, I knew
Now I greet this guest that seems here to stay
I ask him, may you hit this vase until it cracks and shatters
Becoming whole, I found, is what matters
In growing old, you’ll strike your gold, as the wise man told