Posts Tagged ‘Beloved’

Best Not to Speak

catholic-church-kilcullen-co-kildare_w512_h725Beloved, best not to speak too much. Let us just Be together in holy silence, for all time.


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I Want to See


By Worm That Turned (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

Bring yourself into the light. Don’t sit in the corner and hide from me.

I know you’re there.

Too many have told me what you look like, too many have seen you face to face.

Why not me?

Don’t keep aloof. Don’t keep quite.

Come out, Beloved, and dance with me.

Peace, peace, peace be unto all.

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HugSometimes I don’t know what to say to you, my Love, because you are so deep in my heart that it seems silly to talk to you.

But I do it anyway. And I love you for listening.

Thinker of my thoughts, you who cause my heart to beat and lungs to breathe, eye of my eye and ear of my ear, how strange it is to love you, and how I love you dearly.

Peace, peace, peace be unto all.

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raphael-0f14e5cd6812bdf1f8c7a846b00cc2cd-originalHow is it that I forget you, even for a moment? You are the eye of my eye, the thinker of my thoughts, the life of my life. In you alone


But you slip from my mind so easily, like water through my fingers.

And here are all these things that I don’t want, people I don’t know, songs I would never sing, myriad distractions attractions repulsive things and meaninglessness. My mind seems to be shackled to them, and they drag me around, pulling me away from you all the time.

And you the most precious thing!


Am I fooling myself? Am I in love with the world rather than my Beloved? Am I a pretender? Does my heart betray that which causes it to beat?

I want to love you. I want to be devoted to you. I want to want these things. Save me, Lord, from myself.

Peace, peace, peace be unto you.

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Hohe_Tauern-High_dynamic_range_imaging-TrailI will cling to you, my lifeboat, so I do not drown in the sea of the world. For I have clung to many people and things in this life, and though some are beloved and worthy, none can keep me afloat when the waves attack me with their endless anger.

What else is there in this world but you? Material things and sensual pleasures. Lust and greed. Attachment and obsession. I am weary of it all. Life cannot satisfy, cannot bring one iota of happiness.

Only you can do that.

But no matter how bravely I say, “I will cling to my God with all my might,” I fall away from you, and into the pit of the world, again and again.

You must pull me out, my darling. You must lift me up and set me on my feet, show me the path and hold my hand as you lead me down it. You must sometimes even carry me on your back when the terrain is very difficult, for I am weak and easily bruised.

Let us set off down that trail immediately, darling. Let us be gone and never look back! Not until we reach the pinnacle, and can look down and say, “Yes, there I have been, and I see it for what it is now. Let me go back, and, with my darling’s hand in mine, see if I can help someone else to find the path to this beautiful place.”

Peace, peace, peace be unto all.

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My Beloved's GateDon’t keep me waiting, my Beloved. Don’t lock your gate when you know how badly I need to see you.

Leave the door wide open and let me come into your garden. Let me find you there.

And let me stay there with you forever. Forever. Forever.

Peace, peace, peace be unto all.

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original found at http://www.flickr.com/photos/35409814@N00May your presence be uppermost in my mind all the time. May I always walk in your footprints.

You have trod every step of this life ahead of me. You have solved every problem, you have faced every hardship, you have conquered every fear and wiped away every tear. If I can only live in the moment you have given me, feeling the presence of your perfect will, your strength and compassion, nothing will hold me back.

Let me sing to you with every word and worship you with every thought. Let my every movement be done with gratitude.

There is none and nothing but you. And you are infinitely precious to me. Be my Holy Beloved, and keep hold of my hand always.

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