If in God’s starry universe there throbbed
No heart but His and mine, I would not plod
With eyes earthbound, hungry of soul, and robbed
Of a sweet sense of nearness to my God.

For mystic notes that issue from His Soul
Would wing their shining way in singing showers
Into my waiting heart, when spared the toll
Of intercourse with men that wastes my powers.

Alone with God! My soul, invite the art,
As One who climbed the heights alone to pray
And in the gentle stillness, heart to heart,
Let Heaven’s dew transform this house of clay.

Oh, God is everywhere. Yes, God is here!
Only my faith is dim … the world too near.

— Edith Alice Bang

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Mysticism

God is in the gaps

Take a moment. Breathe slowly.

Look carefully, at each of these waves.

These vibrations.

These “fluctuations in the quantum vacuum” some call “matter”.

Which one gives you the greatest feeling of Peace?

 

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Where do you think God — pure, perfect Peace — might be?

 

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God is in the gaps.

 

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He is the No-thing, in which All things appear.

Are you listening?

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Afraid of nothing

Why are we so afraid of nothing?

Is it because we conflate the idea of nothing, with death?

Is it because we equate the idea of nothing, with absence of activity — of movement — of life?

Nothing is the most wonderful, inexpressibly wonder full … thing … that I know.

Nothing is silence.

Nothing is stillness.

Nothing is peace.

The nearer to absolute nothing, the nearer to perfect peace.

The more the heart holds on to no-thing, the more the heart is stilled with peace.

 

If they ask you:
What is the sign of the Father in you?
Say to them:
It is movement with rest.

— Jesus of Nazareth, Gospel of Thomas, Logion 50

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