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“my great grief cry”

None of us escape grief; we were not given an immunity shot for Grief.

Depression.  Fear.  Physical pain.  Mental suffering.  Inner darkness. Trapped and hemmed in by grief.  Isolation.  Inner darkness.

All part and parcel of our humanity.

Job who loved God did not escape this malady – nor do we.

Why is life given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in? – Job 3:23

God, in unimaginable love, has taken on our humanity and there IS light.  Even when we are enclosed in darkness, there is a way out.

Pushing Through

It’s possible I am pushing through solid rock
in flintlike layers, as the ore lies, alone;
I am such a long way in I see no way through,
and no space: everything is close to my face,
and everything close to my face is stone.

I don’t have much knowledge yet in grief–
so this massive darkness makes me small.
You be the master: make yourself fierce, break in: then your great transforming
will happen to me, and my great grief cry will happen to you.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Deborah Smith Douglas writes that “If we can learn to within that mystery [of grief], our own suffering can carry within it what Tolkien called ‘a joy beyond the walls of the world, poignant as grief.’ ”

absorbing darkness

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evening

Evening
by Rainer Maria Rilke

The sky puts on the darkening blue coat
held for it by a row of ancient trees;
you watch: and the lands grow distant in your sight,
one journeying to heaven, one that falls;

and leave you, not at home in either one,
not quite so still and dark as the darkened houses,
not calling to eternity with the passion of what becomes
a star each night, and rises;

and leave you (inexpressibly to unravel)
your life, with its immensity and fear,
so that, now bounded, now immeasurable,
it is alternately stone in you and star.

Deadlines

A deadline is negative inspiration.

Still, it’s better than no inspiration at all.

– Rita Mae Brown

My husband often comments that he doesn’t know how we ever found time to work, for now – in our retirement years, we seem to be busier than we ever were.  However, the positive side of volunteering is that one can choose to work where one’s  ‘passion’ lies and use whatever gifts and talents we have in doing so.  Also (for the most part), we can choose the hours we volunteer.

We obviously wouldn’t live any other way – for we care about our city and our community and want to help where we are able – and have quality of life where we live.

A  joy is meeting and working with the most interesting folks and making ‘connections’ – we love it!  {Also, to know that places such as the Children’s Advocacy Center is helping hundreds of children in our community – thank goodness we have this facility here – with such dedicated staff and volunteers.}

There are so many opportunities in Seguin to volunteer and I dare say that hundreds of citizens volunteer in many areas in this city.

God bless them all.

That said: I’m running up against a couple of deadlines for volunteer work I’ve chosen and the rush of adrenalin and the hope that I make these deadlines is on my mind.  Not that the earth will stop revolving or I will be blindfolded and standing on the firing line if I don’t finish the projects by a certain date.  [Remember that song:  “Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother” . . . or something like that??  Jerry Jeff Walker ??]

my thoughts are meandering.  all over the place.  and who cares?  about such aimless musings . . .

Is there such a thing as “Mindful Meandering?”

If so, I doubt that this frivolous post qualifies . . .

Your life will find its own paths…

and that they be good, rich, and wide

is what I wish for you,

more than I can say.

– Rainer Maria Rilke