Saturday, October 18, 2025

wanting, an answer

 Wanting, wanting more

Is suffering, great suffering

Until not wanting arises

Causing suffering, great suffering


There is only response

Responding to what is there

Not wanting, not not wanting

Merely fact responsibly responded to

high coup invitation

 Thank you, president

Trump, for bringing together

So many of us


We would like you to

Realize what a loving

Way of being is


You can change, you can

Shake off the cobwebs, take off

The dark mask, be free

no, none

 pas de rois

sin reyes

keine Könige

nessun re

קיין קעניגן

لا ملك

Không có vua

Geen koning

न राजा

No kings!

can you hear us major tom

 Andromeda Galaxy 

is very far away

I’ll probably not get to visit it

What with 2.5.million years

@300,000 miles per second

 speed of light travel time.

Long time.

Earth is a small place

America is very small

And trump is a minuscule

Menace

So, yeah, pray for his

Fleet disappearance

He is a flickering image

On an already disappearing

Stretch of empty  enormous

Space — an annoyance of 

Arrogance nobody thinks

Is worth anything

As we slowly turn around

The sun 

The Triangulum galaxy 

(M33) –@ 2,592,000 light

Years from us,

Cannot detect his smallness

Nor mine nor yours —

So many light years

From, this coffee cup

And his buffoonery

And Shohei Ohtani’s

Actually significant

Abilities in baseball

(The only real sphere

Worth our attention

This October —)

As for the paper mache

Pseudo-royalty currently

Pontificating from his

Guilted cage in Washington —

Long life to him, and may

He drift off into dark space

Away from us, 

Soon

Gone

mieux que maintenant

 Yes there’s

No reason to

Think all is

Lost


The presidency

Will return to

Something better

Than now

Friday, October 17, 2025

pardonne-moi, je ne sais pas ce que je fais

 I do not want to

be shot in the head by ICE

while praying for them

douter, c'est tenir un rocher dans sa main

 then, what happens to

innocence when we impose

doubting opinion


refashioning light

into dark judgment casting

shadow over mind


that newly opened

front door to wide fresh blue sky

all children run to

this changes the conversation

 In prison today, 

the question -- are children the

face of nascent God  

pas de rois, ni aujourd'hui, ni demain, ni hier

 all our trails, Lord, soon

will be over -- no one can 

tap-dance on hot coals

Thursday, October 16, 2025

salvage

Thank you Mr Trump for your attempting to serve as president.

It didn’t work very well.

All your ill-gotten wealth as president can legitimately be given away to the needy.

literary criticism

In most works of literature, including political thrillers, when someone approaches and exceeds the edge of propriety and rational tolerance, there is a denouement, a final resolution of the preceding and proceedings of the story.

Such will come for Trump and his padding sorry associates.

The fall will be grand, and the correction will be notable.

The foolish aggrandizement of 33% of a fragile structure of constitutional power and shared leadership will buckle and crash.

Let those who wish to and can rebuild now prepare the reconstruction of our country’s foundation. 

horarium quotidian, inseparate, loving-kindly

 It occurs

My whole life

Is one of

Exclaustration

Into larger

Less defined

Monastery of

Diurnal vastness

Tree, soil, cloud

An expanse, of

Horarium Liturgia

Terrestrial 

Out from inner

Becoming the

Center inner of

The outer —

Now dwelling 

The center inner

Of non-

circumferential 

Outer;

The story goes

Jesus became sin

Without sinning

To end from within

Which could not be —

To exclaustrate grace

From inner ignorance 

Out into exposed

Integrity 

Where sin is no more

No less, but 

subspecies aeternitatis


(From the perspective of 


The eternal)


Now


And


Now


(The unveiling of grace)


With no obstruction,


No limitation, no fooling

Wednesday, October 15, 2025

no ninnies

 Teresa of Avila

You go girl

Show them their folly

rose, are we

 I finger beads

Trusting they remember why

Even as I no longer can

sometimes, dread

 Only stories, non-

Fiction, stranger than fiction,

These times, these broken

a prescription

 I must decrease;

Love must increase —

Come back in six months;

Keep (not me, but) love informed.

han perdido

 It’s nice ro know somewhere in the world one leader sees things as they are. 

Someone in the crowd: “Go Cubs!”

Pope Leo XIV: “Han perdido! They lost!”

 Who knows? 

Maybe we’ll soon hear that phrase echoing about the currently domineering political militaristic people in charge of the country in the near future.

Thanks Papa Leo!

Worth praying for decency, compassion, and kindness to return.

buoy tender, auspicious

Sandokai Edelweiss 

Final 2025 sail 

Journey’s End

Passing Abbie Burgess 

Abaft itself returning



...   ...   ...

(From Hermitage Update 2024)

Meetingbrook Healing Respite Sails 


Since my own completion of chemo in 2017, I was able to fundraise for and purchase a beamy and stable 35’ Island Packet in Sept of 2019. With the help of volunteers and paying the cost of boat yard experts we have maintained this sailing vessel.  I have successfully been able to take out passengers on sails for 5 years now, gratefully recognizing the benefit in providing these healing respite sails to those whose vulnerability and health are front and center.

The goal is to raise funds yearly to provide the maintenance and repairs needed for this sailboat, Sandokai Edelweiss, a 1989 35’ IP. This boat provides sailing opportunities for individuals so that healing, quiet reflection, and respite might take place.

People who have come aboard and are included in this invitation are:
-- people with cancer, their caregivers, support groups and families;
-- those in hospice, their caregivers and families;
-- nurses, cna's, volunteers -- those involved in caring service;

-- formerly incarcerated seeking healing, restoration and reentry into community;
-- collaborate with recovery groups and veterans to participate in a community of caring attention for           healing fellowship;

-- in addition, those interested in contemplative sails and stretches of silence.

 

Meetingbrook Hermitage, boat and barn, is a place of conversation, meditation, quiet, hospitality, and service. I have taken people aboard my prior 26' sailboat for over 20 years to provide, without cost, times of peace and beauty. And now for 5 years have been able to expand this on a larger, sturdier and passenger comfortable vessel better suited for this mission.

Come visit for a sail.The boat is moored in Rockport Harbor, Midcoast Maine.  As with all our events, every use of the boat would be free, open, and informal. You are welcome.

It would be lovely if you would join me in making a difference.  I'm raising money to assist Meetingbrook Hermitage in this endeavor. Any donation would make an impact. Thanks in advance for your contribution to this practice and service that means so much to me and those benefitting. This will complement Meetingbrook’s ongoing volunteer conversations in both maximum and minimum security Maine prisons, as well as our soul-friend conversations with members of the greater community several times a week exploring spiritual and thoughtful topics.

 

We are a recognized Federal 501c3 non-profit charitable organization which is also recognized by the State of Maine. We are designated as a Schola Gratiae et Contemplatio (A School of Gratefulness and Contemplation), and a religious house of prayer (meditation).

All donations are tax-deductible.  

 

Thank you very much for your support,

 

Saskia Huising and crew.


va dormir ma petite chérie

It’s getting late

It’s tomorrow already

No need to pray

God already is asleep

Tuesday, October 14, 2025

retro-awareness

 It becomes 

more and more

obvious


something taught

in Ancient Greece

ancient China


ancient Palestine

ancient India

ancient consciousness


It is this

and this is love

and this is what is


true

whole

at heart, good


where the future

creates

the present

Monday, October 13, 2025

dans les moments difficiles, qui nous guide?

 Should we be afraid? 

Do masked and armed and camouflaged folks pouncing on people, throwing them to ground, kneeling on them, dragging them away, disappearing them, pose a threat, eventually, to every person in the country?

Are we uncertain as to whether these current tactics should be opposed and interrupted as unbefitting and dangerous?

These “guardians” are closing in on our towns and streets.

Who will protect us from these guardians?

Can anybody be accused of anything, no matter how falsely, and be forced to spend a fortune defending themselves from malicious prosecution?

Who can we trust?

Can the majority in a so-called democracy do whatever they want to the minority?

These are difficult questions for a difficult time.

And here we are.

Living in a difficult time.

Whence guidance?

If God, who will awaken God?

today, a litany

Happy Canadian Thanksgiving!

Indigenous People’s Day.

Return of prisoners day in Middle East.

Columbus Day.

Good conversation in prison day.

Breeze through leaves remaining on trees day.

And, finally, may your celebrations and your wishes find healthy expression!

Amen, and

Thanks be to the God we long for, to the equanimity we so desire!

Sunday, October 12, 2025

think of it, this way

The god

I faith

Is

Vulnerable


Needs 

To be

Saved

And loved


Like

Homeless

Mendicant 

A worthiness

8 bells

 I don’t expect to

Remember my final breath —

Will you? No . . . one, will

don’t ask why

 I don’t

Have to 

do this —

Still,

I do

gobbling up history together

 It’s Canadian

Thanksgiving weekend —Chris and

First Nation sit, eat

3:23

Even la-de-dah 

Does it, everyone knew her

Annie Hall film riff