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Connectivity

5/17/2023

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I like to welcome each morning with anticipation, inviting in everything the new day has to offer. Next I like to sit quietly and observe thoughts and feelings that drift in as they please. At the end of the day before I go to sleep, I take time to give thanks for all the day has brought. I try to enumerate different things from the day before, growing and expanding my gratitude list each day.

I have noticed recently that my enumerating has become more fluid. It is less about linear lists and more about circular inclusion. I feel as if I have entered a new realm of gratitude, unforeseen and unbidden, in which everything is embedded in everything else. And while specifics (as in lists) remain unnamed, they are implicitly included. I say nothing at all, but gratitude abounds, freely.

"In everything give thanks."  I Thessalonians 5:18


Gratitude

Thank you for air
and for the spaces in air
for creation in spaces
for animating in creation
for thoughts in animating
for emotionality in thoughts
for wounding in emotionality
for forgiveness in wounding
for Thou in forgiveness
for I in Thou

Thank you for the Sacred

For the Sacred in I
for the Sacred in Thou
for the Sacred in forgiveness
for the Sacred in wounding
for the Sacred in emotionality
for the Sacred in thoughts
for the Sacred in animating
for the Sacred in creation 
for the Sacred in spaces
for the S​acred in air
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the Blue

4/16/2023

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Three families that I know have recently lost a loved one. These three families know nothing about one another. In fact, they are separated by many factors. Geographically, there are many miles and states between them. Cultural differences and economic status contribute to a wide range of life circumstances, from wealth and privilege to average middle class to poverty. Yet, they have one experience in common: their loved one has died and they are grieving.

​One set of parents lost their middle-aged son to terminal illness. The mother of a middle-aged daughter died suddenly and unexpectedly. An elderly father in the care of his daughter, died after a long struggle with a terminal condition.
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​How do they cope? How do they hold these moments of grief? I know they are each sitting with their own private feelings and sharing feelings with family members. They talk about their loved one who is no longer suffering. They all wonder what the feeling of passing was for their loved one .... and they go on.


​Blue

Take the old heavy iron in hand
press it gently into the folds of pure linen
make straight the path
for I am going Home
through the mist
into the Blue.

- 2023 paboernke​
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Between then and now

4/2/2023

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I had planned to return to "A Difficult Day" but then covid entered the picture and stayed longer than we expected. Both my daughter, who lives with me, and I succumbed and were sick for two weeks and have had various symptoms lingering and reappearing over the past two months.  We were very careful but, alas it is a virus, and we caught it. Now it is behind us. And spring is on her way. And we are here to celebrate her renewal all over again, in our surroundings and in our particular lives. Hallelujah!
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March 20th, 2023

3/20/2023

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Here we are again perched equally
between Winter that gave rest 
to our weary bodies and wounded souls,
that whispered "Peace, be still . . ."
​and Spring that wakens us
​urging us to arise with zeal and a brilliance
that rested for a season of healing,
and now emerges strong and resilient,
​choosing Life!

​-A single note from a meadowlark on a fencepost, wakens the prairie.
                                     -pb 2023​
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Difficult Day

1/8/2023

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"Today was a Difficult Day," said Winnie the Pooh.

There was a pause.

"Do you want to talk about it?" asked Piglet. 

"No," said Pooh after a bit. "No, I don't think I do."

"That's okay," said Piglet, and he came and sat beside his friend.

"What are you doing?" asked Pooh. 

"Nothing, really," said Piglet. "Only I know what Difficult Days are like. I quite often don't feel like talking about it on my Difficult Days either.  
"But goodness," continued Piglet, "Difficult Days are so much easier when you know you've got someone there for you, Pooh."

And as Pooh sat there, working through in his head his Difficult Day, while the solid, reliable Piglet sat next to him quietly, swinging his little legs....he thought that his best friend had never been more right.


    -and we will continue-


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Winter Solstice

12/21/2022

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​Standing on the cusp of my life
a thin wisp of a moment granted me
for musing, for questions

Looking at the past, its fleeting seconds,
what have I gleaned, what will I keep
to cherish, to ponder deep in my heart

Looking to the future from the edge of forever,
can I see dimly, what can I dream into being,
what is mine to do

In this place at this moment, hushed,
I stand still with the sun,
Solstice Being I Am
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Christmas Greetings

12/19/2021

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Picture
​​ through the nights of deepest darkness
of far awayness and all aloneness,
dawns the Daybreak Star declaring:

‘Look here! And here! Look everywhere!
Love is born today! Always and forever!
​Love is all there is!’

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This New Easter

4/4/2021

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Picture
Who is Jesus to you? Thousands of books have been written about him, thousands of sermons have been preached about him, thousands of conversations have attempted to define him.  During this Holy Week I have been asking myself, "Who is Jesus to you?"

Notice I'm not asking, "What have you learned about Jesus? What do others say about who Jesus was?What do we know about him?" These questions are impersonal, past tense and of the intellect. I'm not asking "what" but "who." Not "was" but "is." I asked all these questions this week. I thought about all that I have learned about Palm Sunday, Maundy Thursday, Good Friday. I thought about death and resurrection and faith and denial and hope. Then on Saturday, without thinking about it, came my answer: Who is Jesus to you?

to be continued ......
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April 04th, 2021

4/4/2021

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late winter

2/25/2021

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Picture
​moving
at 
the 
speed 
of
ice
winter
river
waits

Eagle glides low, fishing
finding not a single crack or thawed place
flies to nearby branch
​waits


​It's late winter. A time of waiting for the ice to melt, the ground to thaw, the earth to bloom again. If we have allowed for the work of winter, our waiting time, we are so much richer for it. We have changed just as the earth has. We will again be flowering into our new lives. We will be full with expectation and possibilities. We will know ourselves more deeply. 

May blessings be upon each of us and upon our winter of waiting with all its gifts!
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