In Silence and solitude – John Chuchman

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As uncomfortable

as our society seems to be

with silence,

I gain much

from it,

with it,

in it.

In silence,

I gain

a deeper consciousness of  myself.

I often find out what’s really going on

within me

and sometimes even find answers to questions

troubling me.

In solitude,

I gain

a deeper attunement to nature,

discovering an awe and wonder

at the beautiful gift

of creation.

Solitude affords me

 a deeper relationship with the transcendent

(the numinous, the divine, the spiritual)

beyond the noisy man-made limits

of religious doctrine, dogma, rules, regulations, rites, and rituals.

Silence

increases my creativity,

providing me nuggets of wisdom

from nowhere,

which inspire and excite me.

In solitude

I find an increased sense of freedom,

not bound by noisy harangues.

I have found that

the correlation

between good ideas

and non-stop talkers

to be

less than zero.

It seems that

life’s stumbling blocks

can only be turned into

stepping stones

in

silence.

Kind permission to share this with you: John Chuchman received Thu, 4 Jan 2018


John’s Website: www.sacredtorch.com

 

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Time

 

Time, paused between the clicks of the second hand,

Clock on the toilet door,

In front of me

Hanging…

Hanging on every thought in me

I wouldn’t be long sitting on it…

To let, 200 dollars a week it clicked, tick tock…

Said the grandfather clock,

Antiques Roadshow…,

Material from another age, standing in someone’s hall

How long ago was this?

As long as a tick is from a tock

22nd may 2012

Andrew Blair

Photo prompt round-up – Mists – #writephoto

Mists

*

Vision under stress
Clouded by survival’s needs
The seen is unseen
Unnoticed by conscious sight
Beauty passes unremarked

*

Eyes turning inward
Seeking the unsolvable
Fixate on madness
Moments slide into the mist
Their gifts unlooked-for refused

*[ ]

Source: Photo prompt round-up – Mists – #writephoto

Thanks-by John Chuchman

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I give thanks for love;
It brings me significance, meaning,
and love in return.

I give thanks for truth;
It brings me guidance and direction.

I give thanks for compassion;
It brings me and others help and comfort,

I give thanks for courage;
It brings me stability and strength.

I give thanks for kindness;
It brings me sustenance and meaning.

I give thanks for setbacks;
Their hidden meaning brings me opportunity for growth.

I give thanks for people: family, friends, and others;
In relationship with them,
I reach the fullness of my humanity.

I give thanks for forgiveness;
it brings freedom.

I give thanks for beauty displayed in the earth.
It brings me joy and delight.

I give thanks for humor;
It brings perspective to my life.

I give thanks for Being;
Without it,
I am nothing.

 

Hello Underground – aYoKa

Hello underground

It took a while

But now it comes

With no hesitation

To your shackles of procrastination

To your chains of timidity

To the fear of the unknown

Hello…[ ]

 

Source: Hello Underground – aYoKa

Borrowing – Eyes + Words

Written by Jacob Ibrag

‘Talk to me.’ Nothing left to say. Running from

the stomp of reality. This was their warning all those

Source: Borrowing – Eyes + Words

Breath and Bone Writing Prompt Challenge: My Breath & My Bones/Tremaine L. Loadholt

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Image courtesy of Tetsuya Ishida

He does not look

At me anymore

I am damaged, ruined…

A shell with no stuffing–

I knew it would end, just

Not this way. [  ]

Source: BREATH AND BONE, TREMAINE L. LOADHOLT, WRITING PROMPT CHALLENGE