The Loom of Weaving...

Withdraw from the Loom of Weaving;
the mind-made threads, the mind-made
rhythms, and find the Silent Thread
that weaves through all other threads.

The True Rhythm of Life.

Stay with this silent, organic Rhythm
that flows through you.

Put all other synthetic threads aside and
follow the Silent Thread...
Follow the deeper Rhythm...

Wait in Silence
until you feel the True Rhythm within...
The Rhythm of Silence.

Follow this Rhythm to the Source,
like a stream that flows to a River,
that flows to the Ocean.
Find the Source in the Rhythm...

Where does it take you?

Into the depths of yourSelf -
the depths of your Beingness,
the depths of Silence...

Attune to that Rhythm...

Mystic Meandering
Aug 27, 202

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Photo - Mystic Meandering

The Thread - William Stafford

There's a thread you follow.  It goes among
things that change.  But it doesn't change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can't get lost.

Tragedies happen, people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you can do to stop time's unfolding.
You don't ever let go of the thread.

William Stafford
from - The Way It Is, 1998

William Stafford's journey with words began most
mornings before sunrise.  This simple poem was
written 26 days before he passed.

One of his students, the poet Naomi Shihab Nye wrote:
"In our time there has been no poet who revived human
hearts and spirits more convincingly than William Stafford.
There has been no one who gave more courage to a
journey with words, and silence, and an awakened life."

with thanks to The Beauty We Love

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Photo - from the Internet
This is an actual bridge in Vietnam
color digitally altered

The Golden Thread...

I have conversed with the Universe,
commiserated and cogitated;
ascended, descended;
polarized, conceptualized and spiritualized;
dis-membered and re-membered ~
and still I find no "plan" ~

Only Vastness and immensity
beyond theory, framework and perception.
The Greatest, Grandest Mystery
in an ever unfolding nebula;
procreating itself in billowy clouds
and golden streams of stardust in a
beginningless infinity.

A golden thread weaving through space,
through the Silence beyond creation,
through Sound beyond sound,
and Light beyond light.

Matchlessly weaving its Eternal Vibration
through timelessness,
into time, and space beyond time,
with one theme braided into its
unending spiral
through
dimensions, distortions, dysfunctions -

~ Love ~

From this divine, mysterious weave of Love
we live our reality,
and dance the dance of duality:
our light and our dark.
One thread within the
Cosmic Fabric...

Held by Love...

Mystic Meandering
1999

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Article about the above photo, The Golden Bridge
built in Vietnam