#MicroPoetry|July ’17 Reflections

I have always marvelled at the ability of the various forces of nature – earth, wind, fire and water – to shape the landscape. I am also struck how that metaphor can be applied to our sense of celebrating individuality over collective connexions. This A Deacon’s Musing #MicroPoetry attempts to explore that metaphor in a way that hopefully offers space for reflection.

I sometimes wonder if the many challenges we confront as individuals are part of a larger story that separates us from one another. So often tales of challenge and hurt, doubt and despair seem connected to stories that keep us apart. This A Deacon’s Musing #MicroPoetry attempts to name connectivity as one journey that might help alleviate such isolation …

Control: it is an ever-present temptation in our world. Whether it’s in our places of work or play, often we structure our lives in such a way that creates an illusion of stability and permanence. These are obviously not bad things, in and of themselves, but there is concern when we habitually invest in maintaining them to such an extent that we lose site of life’s unfolding beyond those boundaries in which we live. This A Deacon’s Musing #MicroPoetry attempts to explore that and the role of helping one another attain liberation.

In the Christian tradition, the idea that we are Beloved is threaded throughout the Sacred Texts of the faith. Saying that and believing that, however, about oneself is difficult indeed. It may be wisdom shared with others, but to internalise it and live the implications with others is much harder. This A Deacon’s Musing attempts to share that wisdom through #MicroPoetry.

One of those quintessential song’s of (my) youth was The Wall by Pink Floyd. I think that image of how we divide one another remains one of the most potent metaphors that helps us appreciate how we treat each other and – in turn – ourselves. This A Deacon’s Musing #MicroPoetry attempts to remove a few of those bricks …

Each moment flows so easily into the next that it is easy to become distracted by the preciousness of the Now. This space is sacred and is always inviting us to recognise not the goal or even the place in the journey, but simply right now. What you smell, hear, and sense aspects of the hovering sacred. The mystical or metaphysical might call this the moment of awakening. This A Deacon’s Musing explores that in this #MicroPoetry #Verse.

When have you felt aware of the singularity and immensity of the Now?

I have always been drawn to the idea of the Now. It is more than time-related and does not necessarily encompass only this very instant. Though in that time-muddied way it also does! This A Deacon’s Musing #MicroPoetry is an attempt to explore how the Now can distract us from the larger reality that surrounds us: abundance, potential & flourishing.

I have tried to thread two concepts together in this A Deacon’s Musing. One is the life examined, the spiritual and inward journey, which often leads to reflexive action in the world. The other is the idea that where we look is what we will see. That which we want to hear, we shall. I think these two ideas are intimately connected and this #Verse attempts to explore them as in relationship with one another!