Kindness Poam

Naomi Shihab Nye,
Written while sitting in a city square in mexico after being robbed at gun point on bus where man died. Husban left to the nearest american embasy.

Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.

Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to gaze at bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.

When God Wants To Drill A Man:

When God wants to drill a man,
And thrill a man,
And skill a man
When God wants to mold a man
To play the noblest part;

When He yearns with all His heart
To create so great and bold a man
That all the world shall be amazed,
Watch His methods, watch His ways!

How He ruthlessly perfects
Whom He royally elects!
How He hammers him and hurts him,
And with mighty blows converts him

Into trial shapes of clay which
Only God understands;
While his tortured heart is crying
And he lifts beseeching hands!

How He bends but never breaks
When his good He undertakes;
How He uses whom He chooses,
And which every purpose fuses him;
By every act induces him
To try His splendor out-
God knows what He’s about.

– Anonymous

Move In. 

"People are hard to hate close-up. Move in.
Speak truth to bullshit. Be civil.
Hold hands. With strangers.
Strong back, soft front, wild heart." - Brené Brown

"There is a deep peace which has come for you.
Open your heart and receive it.

There is a deep joy that is arising in you.
Open your heart and embrace it.

There is a great space arising in you.
Open your being and be one with it.

There is an immense love flowering in you.
Open your heart and release it.

There is a tremendous wisdom emanating from you.
Open your heart and reveal it.

There is a great presence arising in you.
Open your heart and be one with it.

The imperishable must find a place that it loves to be.
Offer yourself and recognise you are one with it.

Have this attitude, 'This life is for freedom. I'm chosen for freedom.'
Let your life be a door through which God may walk visibly in this world."

Correction from last ebulletin:  It was a barred owl not a barn owl  from the Leslie Science Center which was a live part of our Honoring of Extinct Species Service, December 3.