Lost and found

 

What a smile. I love this. 7-30-26

Nagging dream:  I’m at a school workshop on Gorham campus, Reggie there, and maybe Eileen. No point in staying. I don’t teach anymore. I. leave. Two big parking lots, I go to lower rear one and manage to find my car, an old one—VW? Turn on radio, go right onto an empty rural road.  Pass some classic style pillars that reinforce my notion I’m on back road of campus but shortly come to a huge structure like a ruined temple/ strip mine. I explore, trying to read its signs, but can only speculate. Not Muslim. People are gathering for a religious assembly so I leave but stop at a trash can for a clue. Man or two comes over and I ask who what. No clarification. Soon get to a fork in road. Go left. Encounter a bunch of women and babies—pediatric practice? Ask for directions no help. Go to right fork.  Same. Repeatedly ask Siri to navigate to Home address. No responses, except once it seems to indicate Pownal over to left. Wake up with urgent sense of being lost with constant futile attempts to get a response from Siri. I comes to mind. So does Daichi

Lord help us all day by day to find the way home through this life, to you IJN

            Lee Morning Five Substack today, chemistry…

And from this place 

I sense the way that life 

is born in goodness

and dwells in goodness. 

A fact that cannot be touched 

by the damage that is done by mankind. 

And from this place I grow roots of awareness 

into much more natural places than the places 

that the mind invents. 

I return to the body as though I were returning home, 

to a safe and welcoming place, 

deeply rooted in the experience of life itself 

and nothing else. 

For this is what goodness consists of:

Joy and sorrow, 

blended into glory 

here in this being. 

Thank You

Presumpscot, yesterday

 The attention of the mind lets go. 

And instead of attempting to penetrate the body 

with the mind and its attention, 

I do nothing 

and I allow the attention of the body to penetrate the mind. 

And here is the place where I see that the phrase, 

Lord, have mercy, 

is not so much a plea for help 

as a key that can be turned in this door to help open it.          

   Lee van Laer, Glory Be, The Morning Five,7-4-26 SS

God bless Daichin this morning. 

And I, and S, and E, and A, And J. And B, and B,and R, And A, and me. IJN

Recognizing

 

S’s hs friend lived there

To know, cognize, again. (Damned auto edit does not do that.). Went to LC‘s Meditation session last night, but left early. No energy for the hard chairs or the order. God is not in that place, if that’s what I was seeking. Then I set off S by phoning her after she had ranted about her bad day to her dad. I caused her overwhelm through repetition of the misery despite my good intentions, which as we all know gang aft aglay. I asked her for patience and forgiveness, as I ask of you, Lord. 

Reaching out, con’t

 

10-12–2019, at S’s funeral

Text to B and T C now:   

Hello, I have been thinking about you both this summer and B and family. I’m rather depressed however so not up for a phone call yet  But I do want to let you know that my daughter S  just discovered she has breast cancer. This will be difficult for us because she has no friends or family to help her through it and we are so old and far away that I’m not sure how much help we will be for her. I know you will keep us in your thoughts and prayers.  And I cherish the idea that you are my mother‘s sister.  There is still connection among us all as long as there is life and beyond. Love Sandy

So sorry to hear this about Susan   We will pray for her. And  you and Alan. We are getting old too.  We stay home most of the time. B’s family is doing great.  Their kids are going back to college this week. Time sure flies by.  Call me any time. I have been thinking of you too. You are special to us and love you. 😍 

Thanks so much. You help. I guess it does boil down to love. 

Yes. I like the bible verse “He knows the way I take and when He tries me I shall come forth as gold”.  I think it’s in Job. 

That’s a comfort. And you are still my quick link to Jesus 

2:20 am

Tonight

I begin to see that my mistake 

always begins with trying to understand life, 

an impenetrable mystery

when what is needed, 

here and now, 

is to understand being. 

To be with this sensation of the body. 

To take in its goodness deeply. 

To remember, with every tendril and root and fiber 

of this cosmological sensation. 

          Lee van Lear, Tounderstand being, Substack themorning five 8-19-26

2 am

4 am, The real butt crack of dawn on the right with the neighbors headlight I think

Stay awake

 

JPG‘s pick new player hit it out of the park

A bomb he called it

I pray for all the help we need

My world changes

Band practice , 5 pm 8-17

   Lord abide with us.  Us with you.  Bless the chilly , the music makers. Amen

I remind myself here for a moment 

that I cannot ask for forgiveness 
and yet remain unwilling to offer it. 

I cannot ask for love and remain unwilling to offer it. 
I cannot ask for mercy and yet remain unwilling to offer it. 

     Lee van Laer, Substack, the morning five,  today, goodness flows into being