Today At Meetingbrook

Friday, February 18, 2011

Becoming.

Not being.

Becoming.

This is how we are who we are.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Tired. Is when sleep. Helps.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Bells toll.
Go to God as an empty vessel, desiring fulfillment in God’s way and measure.

God is not in the human scene. If you were aware of the significance of this statement, you

could lay down your life and pick it up again, at will.

Life is not at the mercy of matter.

God is not power. When you reach the center of Consciousness, you find a complete stillness, a deep well of Silence.It is not power, since there is nothing for it to be a power to, or over: It just IS.

Gaining an awareness of God does not produce harmony. God’s presence is the harmony.

– From the book, The Infinite Way by Joel S. Goldsmith

It is time.

To pray.

Monday, February 14, 2011


Philosophers debate whether what is 'just' is grounded within us, without us, or only in the interactive arising of each situation met in that thin place called 'between us.'

It intrigues me that what we call justice might not necessarily be an 'idea' nor an assessment of 'consequences,' nor even a 'subjective experience' -- but rather something that springs up between subjects, or subjects and objects, at each manifestation of engagement.

For me, for this conversation, I ask: Is it possible that there is no justice in the world -- not in laws, not in personal morality nor in religious-based beliefs -- but that justice is the ever-emerging manifestation of 'what-is-right' in each arrival (encounter) and can be accessed only if we are there, we show up as who we are, to fully emerge-with what is being revealed in each situation and encounter?

Like the word 'between,' justice is always newly discovered when an occurrence of human relatedness emerges from the emptiness or nothingness (the open space, the ever-present origin) fallen into and moved-through between you and me.
Who can be a wild deer
Among deserted mountains
Satisfied with tall grass and pines
If the realm of dust
Was an endless dream
How then did heroes reach the
Land of peaks?

- Han-shan Te-ch'ing (1546-1623)
It is Valentine's Day.

May we fall into this loving openness!

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Good for Egypt.
Sometimes turn back and contemplate
Closely on an intimate level,
Who the one reciting is.

- T’aego
Who is speaking this change?

Whose voice pronounces freedom so clearly?

You do. You are. Good for you!