Friday, November 30, 2018

Welcome Oliver

Welcome Oliver Rich - Born November 25, 2018 to Hal and Leigh Rich

“Like a stone on the surface of a still river
Driving the ripples on forever
Redemption rips through the surface of time
In the cry of a tiny babe”

     - Cry of a Tiny Babe, Bruce Cockburn

May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay
May you stay forever young

   - Forever Young  , Bob Dylan

"Dear Child of God, you are loved with a love that nothing can shake, a love that loved you long before you were created, a love that will be there long after everything has disappeared.”
    —Desmond Tutu

It's no mystery when you can see clearly
Vibrating at a higher frequency
Fill your purpose as you go about life daily
Understanding what it means to clearly see, yeah

Spirit will provide….
Let go and Let God, Spirit will provide

  • Spirit Will Provide , Van Morrison

Some say faith is a childish game
Play on, children ,like it’s Christmas Day
Sing me a song, sing me a melody
Sing out loud, you’re a symphony

I want you to live forever…

 - Live Forever , Drew Holcombe


Well, here you are. Welcome! Some say that children born at Christmastime get cheated. I believe there is a little extra special blessing when born around Christmas . Ask your Zia Lindsay and cousin Caroline about this. The moment our eyes connected I felt the overwhelming power of the most mystical unconditional love. I wondered if I was about to hear the great truth ,that secret of the universe , the message that all the mystics and saints have understood . A new born baby has come directly from the eternal spark, the source of all life, and being in your presence I was just humbled to behold such a living grace. You came into this world as result of love between and from your mother and father. When I see them see you, hear you, speak to you or hold you you I see and feel their love for you.

I worry about how fast human beings become so distracted, corrupted and detached from the all-encompassing pure love and peace so quickly when we enter this world. I worry about the world of the Herod’s of all origins and types and pray for the innocents, and their parents , they have taken before they even started out on the great journey back home. I worry about the ignorance, greed/self-centeredness and violence that tries to spit in the face of God and undo all the good. I worry about those who cannot help themselves and suffer needlessly. It is said 
“If a problem can be solved…why worry and if problem is unsolvable, worrying will not help.”
Worrying has not helped me much and worry really does not resolve anything does it? So, here are a few things I have learned along the way that you may want to think about :

  • We are born out of love and and are loved constantly more than we will ever know;
  • “Fall in love , stay in love because that is everything”
  • Our purpose is to be genuine , use the talents we have been given to share that love and reflect that natural perfect peace;
  • Follow your heart and listen to the great voice within and you will know what to do and what to be;
  • Be grateful and humble as you make your way through the calm seas and storms of this great passage;
  • Know and nurture the goodness in this world. Admire and help the “good “ people in this world ( You’ll know who they are.) Be one of those good people that others want to be around( They will find you and your parents are good models of this);
  • There are those who are less fortunate and need your help and care;
  • Nature teaches us a lot if you are present to it’s beauty ,peace and truth;
  • Everything is evidence of the sacred …if you don’t get stuck in thinking or worrying too much about it;
  • Music, poetry and art are channels of the truth ( don’t ever forget to dance your heart out);
  • Trust your intuition always….
  • Always be amazed by everything in this world and you will amaze everyone!

( Though your brother may annoy you at times…remember brothers do that and deep down he loves you more than your know. I have a brother too.)

Flourish all ways. 
Te voglio bene assai, bene assai.



Forever Young - Bob Dylan

Spirit Will Provide - Van Morrison

Cry of a tiny babe - B. Cockburn

Murder in The City - Avett Brothers

Remember Me - T. Rundgren


“One day I will find the right words and they will be simple"
- Jack Kerouac

“The only truth is music”
- Jack Kerouac

Copyright 2018 JF Sobecki LLC All Rights Reserved

Thursday, November 1, 2018

Ballad of the Refugee Pt 1

Everything is Waiting for You - David Whyte

Your great mistake is to act the drama
 as if you were alone. As if life
 were a progressive and cunning crime
 with no witness to the tiny hidden
 transgressions. To feel abandoned is to deny
 the intimacy of your surroundings. Surely,
 even you, at times, have felt the grand array;
 the swelling presence, and the chorus, crowding
 out your solo voice. You must note
 the way the soap dish enables you,
 or the window latch grants you freedom.
 Alertness is the hidden discipline of familiarity.
 The stairs are your mentor of things
 to come, the doors have always been there
 to frighten you and invite you,
 and the tiny speaker in the phone
 is your dream-ladder to divinity.

Put down the weight of your aloneness and ease into the
 conversation. The kettle is singing
 even as it pours you a drink, the cooking pots
 have left their arrogant aloofness and
 seen the good in you at last. All the birds
 and creatures of the world are unutterably
 themselves. Everything is waiting for you.

Too Long in Exile - Van Morrison

The Ballad of the Refugee

Nervous and fidgety , sweat slowly dripping from his brow,
harshly rubbing his hands against his pant legs
before grabbing for the tattered worn wallet,
scrambling to secure frayed folded pieces of paper
from private hidden compartments that everyone knew about.
He secretly glanced down hoping that no one was looking
at his information.

The worry grew as the sweat increased in volume with each 
tempered step further up the line . 
Glancing up forward he witnessed how some on the line
were being separated into separate groups. 
The anxiety and blood pressure built up like
some volcano ready to blow. Another step, more pressure,
 more sweat. Surely they would find out! He didn’t know 
what they would find but he believed that they would find something. 
There was probably some great secret
from his past that even he forgot about.
He was aware of his imperfection but he also knew he
wasn’t evil. Loved sinner?He abandoned conjuring an escape plan 
as he was aware he had nowhere to run. This was it. 
This was the day of truth, the great reckoning.
Was this long journey all for naught?
Maybe it was his credit score?Maybe it is his skin 
color or ethnicity? Maybe it was his not getting that
 job promotion? Maybe it was not being able to provide 
his family with all the things they desired? Maybe his wife 
reported some secret about him? Maybe the local 
priest turned him in for not frequenting services or turning in his 
weekly envelopes after the allegations of sexual abuse by the
clergy hit thepapers and courtroom?He even thought about how 
his doctor may have turned him in for not following 
the recommended diet and medical regimens. He didn’t
 need anyone to tell him he was too long in exile,
A perpetual refugee.

Was he as good a person as he could have been? 
How did his family ,friends and neighbors really feel 
about him and did that really matter? He thought he tried 
to live an unselfish life and tried to avoid behaving or doing 
things just to get recognized or rewarded. He often 
thought it a little narcissistic to behave this way or 
that in order just to get a reward at the end.He wrote 
somewhere , “I don’t think one loves others just to
so one can be loved in return.” 

Did he remember to leave that letter in the desk?
 Did he update the list? 
Maybe he should have thought more about scoring 
more points and making sure he had achieved more and 
received the proper recognition. He finally turned
 his head in humble grateful prayer. No one knows 
what he whispered to the divine but rumor has it 
that mystical universe knew precisely what was in his heart.

The time then arrived where everything would be answered.
Another surprise surfaced that there was no real 
wall or massive gathering of armed guards at a gate .
He worried that maybe this was all a dream. As a matter
of fact there was no one there who was separating 
and screening the hungry souls, who were now also gone. 
A soft gentle consoling voice from an unseen source 
whispered in the silence...

“Welcome. We have been waiting for you.”

- JF Sobecki

Murder in the City - Avett Brothers

(… Make sure my girls and grandchildren know I love them..
  Always remember, there was nothing worth sharing
  Like the love that lets us share our name.)

Deportee - Ani De Franco and Ry Cooder


“One day I will find the right words and they will be simple”
        - Jack Kerouac

“The only truth is music”
       - Jack Kerouac

Copyright 2018 JF Sobecki LLC All Rights Reserved

Monday, October 1, 2018

Trying and Being

" For us there is only the trying.The rest is not our business."
- T.S. Eliot

" vanity of vanities! All thing are vanity!
Vanity of human toil.
What profit it have we from all the toil
which we toil under the sun?"
 - Eccl 1:2-4

"What do you want? " St. Augustine said that all our desires are really a longing for God in disguise; where there is real desire , there is prayer. So, be at peace in your desire, you are already praying."
   - Sacred Space , Novena Day 2

Trying and Being

Sometimes it takes a spark to light the fire.
Sometimes the lighting is sourced from the love fueled
by an encouraging voice who has more faith
in you than you have in yourself.
The battle between vanity, ego, pride and humility
rages on ever since the spirit was illuminated
by the difference. Fantasies of grandiosity attempt
to drown any considerations of raw reality or neurotic insecurity.
Coaches shout “Shoot the god dammed ball!
You don’t score points if you don’t shoot and we don’t
win the game if we don’t get any points!”
Your inner voice asks “Is all this about playing and winning a game 
by accumulating points? 
What if one just wanted to play - you know no points, no rewards - 
just being ?”
Sometimes simplicity of letting go completely…
is the success… 
the authenticity of truth, just trying and trust.

- JF Sobecki


Slow Turning - J. Hiatt

Roll with it Baby - S. Winwood

Its all up to what you value - G. Harrison

“A tree gives glory to God
 by being a tree. For in
 being what God means it 
to be it is obeying [God]. 
It “consents,” so to speak, 
to [God’s] creative love. 
It is expressing an idea 
which is in God and 
which is not distinct from
 the essence of God,
 and therefore a tree imitates 
God by being a tree.”
   –Thomas Merton

My Lord God,
I have no idea where I am going.
I do not see the road ahead of me.
I cannot know for certain where it will end.
nor do I really know myself,
and the fact that I think I am following your will
does not mean that I am actually doing so.
But I believe that the desire to please you
does in fact please you.
And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing.
I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire.
And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road,
though I may know nothing about it.
Therefore will I trust you always though
I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death.
I will not fear, for you are ever with me,
and you will never leave me to face my perils alone. 
- T. Merton


“One day I will find the right words and they will be simple”
        - Jack Kerouac

“The only truth is music”
       - Jack Kerouac

Copyright 2018 JF Sobecki All Rights Reserved