Showing posts with label Thomas Merton. Show all posts
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Monday, March 30, 2026

Part 3:The Waste Land Redux: Five Quintets



 


Those who retrain their desire

do so as they are weak enough to be 

restrained"

- Wm Blake


"How did it get so late so soon?"

- Dr. Seus



"Would you tell me please, which way I ought to

go from here?" Alice asked the cat.

The cat replied ."That all depends where you 

want get to."

"I don't much care where' said Alice.

"Then it doesn't matter which way you go"

said the cat.

- Alice in Wonderland


[Note: This is the third contemplation in Five Pieces

that was initiated in the February 1, 2026 blog post and 

to be continued in subsequent posts. This all started

with the witness and sharing of the Venerable Buddhist 

Walk for Peace and a friend's reaction and what happened

and continues to occur with this writer.]










Inspiration:

Entering the portal of Erik Erikson's exploration of ego

integrity, the scattered points of my passage begin to align.

A forgotten piece of the puzzle stirs --

about to be illuminated ,

warming this pilgrim's spirit.


 ....To be continued












The Writing 


The Way of Tea  


Time does not move in straight lines. 

It opens. It returns. It reveals. 

Another long-forgotten encounter rises - 

sparked by the memory of the Venerable Monks Walk for Peace. 

A therapist, spiritual navigator , confidante and friend reached out 

as this prodigal pilgrim's vessel strained sailing against life's storms.

Hi name , Kirk-- father of the witness who wept recently 

as the monks passed in kindness and peace.


Kirks's lake house ---quiet, removed, a fitting threshold.


No explanations. A gentle smile.A gentle welcome

Two pilgrims mindfully step down to the yard in the back.

The lake wide . the sun descending placidly 

behind the trees on the far coast of the still waters. 


An altar waits:

a teapot of hot water, two ceramic bowls- 

loose leaves within 


Bamboo utensils, 

linen, folded with care ...guardians 

hymns to the silence.


Hands folded together heart center ---

Kirk bows, pilgrim returns a bow 

acknowledging the sacred in each other 


They sit - eyes meet . 

Kirk forms a cup with his hands 

The prodigal - follows ...


bowl is placed---carefully --into open palms 

Water is poured, a gesture shown: 

cleansing the rim , then sipping the tea. 

Together. 


At last words - from the humble host: 

"Chanoyou ---mindfulness, harmony , 

respect, tranquility." 


A pause. 


More words flow ---"An old friend --- Robert Kennedy, 

a Jesuit, Psychoanalyst and Roshi. 

A slight breath - inhaling/exhaling.

"This Roshi invited me to an inter-religious retreat. 

I went...but after a few days, I told him , 

"I don't get it." 

He said "At least you tried."


 Kirk continues: 


"I left .Days later --- here --- sitting by the lake --- at sunset ---

Eyes open - I said ...

"I get it." 


The two then take a peaceful walk 

passing an empty boat on the shoreline---

just two mindful shadows. 

They speak of poetry, music, and Joseph Campbell. 


No conferences or consultation 

why the prodigal pilgrim came. 

At their parting, Kirk speaks 

with a kind smile and a hand 

consoling the pilgrim's heart, 

"Peace ...Courage."


Another time jump 

More than twenty years hence 

a room or retirees ...

a community gathered -- 

The pilgrim one pf this Jesuit Senior Volunteer Corps


Door opens No announcement, 

no sacred hymn or chant. 

Holy man enters -- long, dark robe flowing ( a kokomo). 

The anointed mentor for this congregation - 

speaking in a familiar soft voice:


"Let me introduce myself, I am 

called Father and Roshi - Robert Kennedy 


Recognition strikes ---sudden , undeniable. 

Kirk's friend!

The heart stumbles --- 

three, four beats lost. 


The long lost story recalled---

the tea, the lake, the silence.

No need to speak 


Another time jump 

Here/Now ---awakening ---a pattern revealed:

another dot connected - 

another piece finding its place 

within the story of me...

quietly emerging- 


" I get it!"


JF Sobecki

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Second Chance Dance Playlist Songs and Poetry 

April 1, 2026 -

For your listening pleasure and contemplation:

There are some special videos here.

Click the link below

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLB8FrnVEQMJCHHspt23aXZb01sVzm5Iei&si=7YnvLbcX8tg5PKK1

Some music to take a moment for reflection...if you desire.

Do you have dots of your passage that have yet to be connected?

Is there a piece or two from your puzzle that needs to fit?


May peace be with you and yours all ways


This is a selection from the movie The Mission 

A Spiritual Director once asked me to listen

to this piece while contemplating the words...

"I am with you al-ways."

Gabriel's Oboe
https://youtu.be/Ixby9BzJfEo?si=BRDlStyY9wFam3Lu












Coda:

Whether you "believe" or not...this might be interesting:

* Research indicates that even with significant differences

the major religions and spiritual practices around the world 

they share the following common perspectives and themes:

- Compassion and love - how we treat others

- promote human welfare and reduce suffering

- Practice loving kindness all ways

- All life ( existence) is connected.

- A good life is measured by your kindness to others

- Seek truth, wisdom and understanding

- Be grateful , present and aware of each moment

- There is a higher purpose in life than materialism

- Service to and care of others, be selfless ( especially those 

   who cannot help themselves)


"One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple."

- Jack Kerouac
"If this is well told and to the point, that is what I desired; 
if it is poorly done , it was the best I could do."

- 2 Maccabees 15:38-39

               

AMDG

Copyright All Rights Reserved 2026 JF Sobecki LLC

 

Tuesday, September 30, 2025

Morning Matins: Breathing Under Water






 "We are the drop of water rising up , joining with the drops

in a cloud until in a blink of the cosmic eye the drop falls

returning to the expansive sea from whence it came...back home."

- Adapted from a Buddhist teacher





"Every moment and every event of

every person's life on earth plants

something in our soul. For just as the wind 

carries thousands of winged seeds, so each moment

brings with it germs of spiritual vitality 

that comes to rest imperceptibly in the minds

and wills of everyone. Most of these

unnumbered seeds perish and are

lost, because we are not prepared to receive them: 

for such seeds as these spring up 

anywhere except in the soil of freedom, spontaneity and love.

- New seeds of Contemplation. Thomas Merton


Inspiration :

Waking in the morning can be a most mystical gift.

Sometimes rest and sleep do not arrive as we intend.

It can be restless, filled with passages into rabbit holes

that make Alice's experience seem like metaphors 

while other storylines contain some hidden truths

or fears sparked by exaggerated interpretation 

of the real.

Yet, when the wandering brain and body

signal it is time to return to the world's vibrancy, 

there is no conscious awareness of the science that fuels

the moment of morning's reverie.

Sometimes - just sometimes -the divine 

gift of epiphany

arrives in that dawning without warning or 

prophecy.

    The wonder returns.



The Writing:

Morning Matins: Breathing Under Water

Crickets chirping and morning bird songs

proclaim humble sweet gratitude.

Dark shadows of night evaporate

as the gleam of the forthcoming 

brilliance begins to wash over

resting silent landscape.

The last flowers of summer

submit an offering of one final 

proclamation of blessedness.


Nature's tranquility, evidence 

- of the mystical

caresses with waves of grace.

A rekindled spark of a sanctified sanctuary

gifts the constancy of unconditional love 

with gentle cosmic winds of mercy.


The sound of soft rolling waves on the shore line

sweep away the footprints of authentic

prayer-filled pilgrims, 

gulls and  scampering sandpipers.

A red bead of sun peeks over the horizon illuminating

and warming the waiting third planet

as she moves on in her journey.

 

Yet some insecure sentients deem this sanctuary

imperfect, 

contriving plans to disrupt the grandeur of 

the great cathedral.

The morning matins of wayfaring strangers

as if breathing under water,

conjure tears of deliverance - 

fearing the universe's divine majesty

as it may abandon everything -

starting anew somewhere else in the great expanse.

- JF Sobecki

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Poetry (and such for your Contemplation)

A Day

I'll tell you how the sun rose-

A ribbon of a time.

The steeples swam in amethyst,

The news like squirrels ran


The hills untied their bonnets,

The bobolinks begun.

Then I said softly to myself,

"That must have been the sun!"


But how he set , I know not.

There seemed a purple stile

Which yellow boys and girls

Were climbing all the while


Till when they reached the other side,

A domine in grey

Put gently up the evening bars,

And led the flock away.

- E. Dickinson

Sandpiper - E. Bishop

https://youtu.be/y23xgttkUs0?si=qCr2NdnDdY3jlEF6

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Music: and such for your listening inspiration

(Please click on link below each picture to see video)

Morning Has Broken - C. Stevens(Yusuf)

   (Dawn at White House- Jesuit Retreat ,St. Louis, Mo)

https://youtu.be/e0TInLOJuUM?si=RmHWvT8OKbtn1DoO

Morning - Beck


https://youtu.be/UvKbBkiYN9Y?si=ifkK07uI5rNCcnHn

New Morning - B. Dylan


https://youtu.be/99s-B9YoGPA?si=Qwm_FNQYMI8TEEQ7

Light of the Clear New Morning- Conspirare

https://youtu.be/TkrIQ0XEeFU?si=XpLWYqJivM-0iOkj


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Coda: Something extra special for your consideration 

and reflection ( wait until the end)

Intention and Kindness - W. Dyer

https://youtu.be/vmGQev-obBk?si=mKnKJQ7JwTV0DJ8p


AMDG

Copyright 2025 All Rights Reserved JF Sobecki LLC












Saturday, May 31, 2025

The Pebble












"The greatest disease in the west today is not TB or Leprosy;

it is being unwanted, unloved, and uncared for .We can cure

diseases with medicine , but the only cure for loneliness, despair,

and hopelessness is love. There are many in the world who are

dying for a piece of bread but there are many more dying for

a little love. The poverty of the West is a different kind of

poverty --- it is not only a poverty of loneliness

but also of spirituality. There is a hunger for love, the is a hunger 

for the Divine."

- Saint Mother Teresa


Inspiration :

An executive on her way to a meeting noticed a homeless woman

she had passed time to time . The woman executive stopped , 

bought a sandwich for the woman. During her conversation

the executive learned how this destitute spirit became broken. 

After a few years of serving sandwiches to the homeless

this executive left her corporate world to create a non for profit

to help the homeless by teaching them how to help themselves.

The organization grew rapidly around the U.S.

to over 200,000 volunteers in 43 states. 

She received the "Points of Light Award" 

from President H.W. Bush.


This pilgrim then met with this executive seeking  her counsel

as to starting a not for profit service for the unemployed. 

The compassionate executive placing her hand on mine,

"When you are ready your heart will know', adding,

"a helping hand can also be in the small things."

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karen_Olson


This searcher in disguise then shared 

the previous meeting with another

successful well respected empath female exec.

He trusted her impeccable judgment and ability

to see right through to the heart of the matter.

Listening intently a smile stretched across her face,

"You know you are filled with the spirit. 

Whatever path you follow, be the pebble

the ripples will do the rest ."

https://www.ehstoday.com/safety/article/21914708/former-csb-chairman-dies


A consoling voice murmurs from 

within a transcendental proclamation, 

 " We don't stop being or working

for good , showing compassion and helping those

who can't help themselves because we may not see 

the result of our effort. One doesn't love another just

to be loved in return. We are not selfless and helpful for any

reward...in this life or the the next...we do it ,

....we live this way because 

it is the right thing to do."

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The Writing :

The Pebble

I.

See the broken card board boxes

under the rusted overpass.

Torn sheet tents ,  

three wheeled shopping carts adorning

the passage ways to the residents

reluctant to call this their home.


II.

The fragile factories shuttered and chained.

Remains of once bustling business cubicles 

now abandoned , rats and more rats

roam seeking scraps

through the maze of the refuse of 

once self proclaimed cathedrals of free enterprise.

Those at the beggar's banquet 

inquire from those who have ears to hear.

More vacant office buildings

than hope filled homeless hungry citizens 

needing just an opportunity 

to feed and shelter loved one's.

Desitute cohorts in confusion

over the news of Richard Cory's tragic fate.

A misguided midnight one trick pony preacher 

misses the existential synchronicity

of the moment imploring the disoriented herd ,

"How can the poor pull themselves 

up by their bootstraps if they have no boots"?


III.

The roaming pilgrim blinks at a sudden

supernatural cosmic bright beam shining through 

the fog, grime and clouds 

hiding the divine virgin blue canopy.

This sublime gleam cannot be commanded as

it glows where and when it wills.

The pilgrim catches a glimpse of 

the focal point bathed in the light , 

a drifter casually entering a tired donut shop

who reaches out to a young mother 

on the never ending check out line. There two

toddlers tugging the mom's one hand 

as her other hand frantically 

sorts through the collect of dulled 

worn down coins on the cashier counter.

Attempting to avoid attention he hands 

his plastic money card 

to a manic puzzled barista .

The drifter pays for the woman's order,

not stopping for a thank you he slips away.

A half humiliated-humble smile accompanies a

a solo tear carefully meandering down the mother's cheeks,

     -  a pebble drops.

- JF Sobecki

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" For us , there is only the trying. The rest is not up 

to us."

- T.S. Eliot


Words: Poetry and Such (for your Inspiration and reflection)

click on "links" below each picture for video and sound


Have You Earned Tomorrow

Is anybody happier because you passed this way?

   Does anyone remember that you spoke to him today?

This day is almost over, and its toiling time is through;

   Is there anyone to utter a kind word of you?


Did you give a cheerful greeting to the friend who came

   along?

   Or a churlish sort of 'Howdy" and then vanish in the throng?

Were you selfie , pure and simple as you rushed along the

way?

   Or is someone deeply grateful for a deed you did today?


Can you say tonight , in parting with the day that's slipping

fast, 

that you helped a single brother of the many you 

passed?

Is a single voice rejoicing over what you did or said,

does a man who's hopes are fading now with courage

look ahead?


Did you waste the day , or lose it, was it well or sorely spent?

   Did you leave a trail of kindness or a scar of discontent?

As you close your eyes in slumber do you think God

would say.

   You have earned one more tomorrow by the work you did

today?

- Edgar A Guest


If I can Stop One Heart From Breaking

If I can stop one heart from breaking,

I shall not live in vain;

if I can ease one life the aching,

on cool one pain

unto his nest again,

I shall not live in vain.

- Emily Dickinson


The Speech That Broke the Internet

https://youtu.be/wHRdQVnR3XA?si=WRYyToAyqo_iGF_g

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Music : for your listening pleasure and reflection

click on "links" below each picture for video and sound

I think It's Going to Rain Today - R. Newman

https://youtu.be/7zDt8xyVKtw?si=m2pXnz3DyT0sEXEy


Hello In There - J. Prine

https://youtu.be/RfwGkplB_sY?si=w7sJRGMuuBBvrONN

What The World Needs Now - Ja okie DeShannon

https://youtu.be/YUaxVQPohlU?si=Liyjp9n3umSBMI0j

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Coda: For your reflection and contemplation

Happiness is Amazing

https://youtube.com/shorts/IpqbaOc_OrI?si=p_ZdlA-Y0aklq5ZJ


Small Things Like These  - Movie ( w Cillian Murphy)

( Based on the Novella (Booker Prize Winner) by Claire Keegan 

If you do not to read ...watch this movie - now on cable/streaming)

https://youtu.be/Nqwn5Y_Y4xs?si=nVV73MtZIBjzrXBL


Kundun - ( the Dalai Lama escapes Tibet

from the Chinese invasion- movie ending)

https://youtu.be/WB5Buz0MvZM?si=aDiWWnvVEPq8FER6


R.I.P. - Chase 

Miss you Chase -- I know you're with your pal Otis.

See you on that Rainbow Bridge


To YB and all the self exiling pilgrims - Remember everything 

you have been seeking has been living within...

                                 

53 Years ! (6/16/72)







                                                               













And two bonus tracks just because sometimes we just need

you get up and dance...TURN IT UP!!!

Protection - Colin James and Lucinda Williams

https://youtu.be/pOVJJjamYUA?si=GRJ_DTokuZCKr5wQ

Shine - Mondo Cozmo

https://youtu.be/QIXwAc-zSmw?si=Sv0rBWSPaAzcGxN0


Love And Mercy - B. Wilson

https://youtu.be/U6oYC0Gus-Q?si=huzIm2axWW-a5DUj


AMDG

Copyright 2025 All Rights Reserved JF Sobecki LLC