Union Still

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Throughout my life
of loneliness and pain
I have often longed and prayed for
a union with God
to gain

This longing for union is
still very deep and strong
Sometimes overshadowed by
the action of life
yet never gone

Union still is my heart’s desire
This I strive for
in my great search
Yet maybe now I have found
a joy in life
so I feel I am living less on the edge
of a knife

Forever I am still longing
Both in silence and in sound
for this Greatest Love to abound
All the way until complete union
where all is found

An Indestructible Foundation

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«The highest, most decisive experience is to be alone with one’s own self. You must be alone to find out what supports you, when you find that you can not support yourself. Only this can give you an indestructible foundation.”

Carl Gustav Jung, Collected Works 12

I have opened this text by sharing, in my opinion, an excellent quote from Carl Jung. This is a quote that really speaks to me now, and a quote which can lead me further on my contemplative path. The reason why it touches me is, I think, that I realize I do a lot of things to get attention. I do a lot for others to see me, to love me and accept me. But what I do know deep within is, that it is mostly in vain.

What is to support me is not in the other more than it is within me. I need to seek and find this indestructible foundation, which is what can truly support me. I think it was the need for this foundation, a longing for it, that made me embark on this contemplative journey in the first place.

One interest I have is collecting icons, holy images of saints and holy persons and from stories in the Bible. I have been on several trips to Crete, Greece, where I have been taken by the beauty of the icons and touched by the direct experience of them, an experience that quenches some of the thirst within me, my deepest soul. In my soul is the place where I am truly seen, truly embraced and loved for who I am. I do also experience a sense of peace, and love, when I look at the icons, especially the eyes of the holy persons displayed.

Even when others do not share this interest of mine in icons, I do still believe, the need to be seen, to be known, is one thing all humans have in common. And we do search for this during our whole lives, more or less. Those who search this less, I believe, may be those who have grown into to more wisdom, and now they just know.

I am also reminded of one thing Carl Jung said, when he was asked whether he believed in God or not. He said something like, “I don’t believe, I don’t need to believe, because I know”. This is the knowing I also am talking about, when I name those wiser and even more in rest in the love for themselves and others. They just know. They have an inner knowledge and experience, that is beyond what our ego can provide, something which is deeper and closer to us than ourselves. This is something of the Divine within us, and sensing this can help us grow into this knowing. This again is what keeps me on the contemplative path in life.

Very soon I am going away on a silent retreat for four days. This will be my first experience of such a retreat. It is about time, I think, when I am in my fifthieth year now, to spend a few days in silence and silent reflection and prayer. It is one way of telling myself too, that I am serious about choosing this contemplative path. You may have seen that I have been trying to write about this retreat in my blog posts lately especially in my poems.

I have come to the understanding through my experiences with centering prayer and my reading, of Keating amongst others, that I am not to expect any special experiences, like excuberant joy and ecstasy in this time of silent practice. I am also not to seek these things first. but I am only to seek the silence itself and be open. So, that is what I am planning to do, to spend a lot of time in silence, and maybe also do some light reading and journalling. Part from this there is a retreat-leader that will be sharing something about silence as a contemplative path each day. Having few expectations is helpful I think, so I stay grounded and am more focused on the silence and the openness, instead of wasting energy searching for or expecting something extraordinary.

I have a little worry, that it possibly will be challenging. That is not so much the silence in itself, but what can come up in me, of difficult and suppressed feelings, which can become heavy to bear. I started this text by referring to Carl Jung’s words about the indestructible foundation. A hope I have is that if the silence helps me process some of my painful feelings and grief, this might lead me closer to this foundation. I do believe that this foundation, is something of a more divine quality, and it is beyond my ego, my thoughts and feelings. Yet, I have become certain that feelings need to be felt, in order to be processed and transformed before a letting go of them.

Maybe this retreat can, at least as an effect in the days after, help me realize that my deep inner Eye, is what truly can see me and uphold me, it can accept me and quench my desire for outer support? Maybe the retreat can even cure me from the need to collect icons, to be seen by outer holy eyes, because what they carry is only a lesser duplication and reflection of the true Mirror that I carry within, in my soul.

Thank you for patience in reading, and peace and love to you! Feel free to share your own thoughts and reflections in the comments.

Retrett / Retreat

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Det er no
Det er no eg skal gå eit stykke aleine
Eg skal ikkje seia noko
For det er no eg skal vere stille
Det er no det gjeld
Det er no det skjer
Det eg ikkje heilt kan vite kva er

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In English:

It is now
It is now I must walk a mile alone
I am not going to be talking
Because it is now I am to be silent
This is it
It happens now
That which I do not really know

Meir / More

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Det kan smerte når nokon seier
Ro deg ned
No blir det for mykje
Ikkje berre du som tel
Gje deg no

Ein sleppe taket
Kva gjorde eg no
Og kva gjer eg
Skal eg halde det inne
Kva meiner du

Da er tida likevel god
Det blir eit pusterom
Ikkje eit tomrom
Nei for det ein pustar i
Er fylt med noko meir

Nokon gong blir det for mykje
Hjartet kan berre opne seg so mykje
Og andre vil også ha rom
Og nett når rommet fyllest av kvarandre
Da blir det ikkje eit einerom
Ei heller eit tomrom
Det blir berre fylt
Med meir

ChatGPT translation mostly:

It hurts when someone says
Calm down
Now it’s too much
It’s not just you that matters
Give it up now

One lets go
What did I do now
And what am I doing
Should I hold it inside
What do you mean

Then time is a good thing
It becomes a breather
Not an empty space
No, for what one breathes in
Is filled with something more

Sometimes it becomes too much
The heart can only open so much
Others also want space
And just when the room is filled with each other
Then it does not become a solitary room
Nor an empty space
It just becomes filled
With more

Slippe fri

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Det er på tide nå

å sette sekken ned

og pakke ut det du har

.

Det er nå du trenger

å betrakte disse ting

du så lenge har båret på

.

Nå kan du ikke gå lengre

med så stor ei bør

Du må se hva det er

.

For det kan du greie nå

Å se hva du har båret på

kan børa bli lettere

.

Ta deg tid

Ta deg god tid til å se

Betrakte – omslutte – ikke forakte

.

Det du har båret på

Kan nå ENDELIG

slippes fri

A New Morning

In my soul there is a room that opens doors into my eyes, body and senses. Often I sense a hushing of a wind. I also hear a quiet whisper of a beautiful voice.
Yet this is not all.

If I sit in a restful quietness these voices, hushings and whisperings turn into complete silence. Beautiful they are.
But now no thing is happening.
Everything waits.
As I sit.
In silence.

My senses, body and eyes grow accustomed to the silence.
Soon I rise and walk.
Out into this life of every thing.

Suddenly something starts rising within.
I almost feel like singing or jumping for joy.
Because everywhere I am looking and sensing I see and hear transferring and transforming from deepest within.
The beautiful singing of a new morning.

24 Hour Hermit

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Sunday morning

Alone at the cottage

Alone with myself

God and the wind

Got here last night

Tired and frustrated

Discouraged

I have wounded and been wounded

Had some baggage with me

Very tired

Feeling accused

Need to sort these feelings out

Longing for connection

Feeling betrayed and criticized

Not able to live up to others’ expectations

Neither my own

Longing for friendship

Fellowship

Space to breathe in

A need for passion

For now I am in hiding

From everyone and everything

Yet not from God

Not from myself

Tears build up and escape

In waves

I sense a change

Maybe I am just getting more tired

Some people prefer speed and action

To me relationships come first

Some people love the doing

I am more into human being

I hear the wind howling

It is raining

The Fall has fallen

I am ready to pray

I cry out to the Lord

My God and Creator

The One who loves me

Calls me their Beloved

You my God

I thank you because you see

You see us in our existence

You see us in our wilderness

You experience our joy

Our pain

Longing and sorrow

Allways there

I live with You

You live in me

I breathe your life

My innermost is You

In our deepest longing

You are there

Deep within us

And all around

You who lives in all

Given us all your life

I call upon you

Longing to be near you

The rain is hammering

Good to be inside

Alone

Yet together

My God is here

The Divine

My all my life

My call

I desire guidance

To live from within

I am ready

Now

The rain stops

It is silent

Very silent

I am in the waiting