Wednesday, September 1, 2021

The Motion









"I'm a dark horse

Running on a dark race course

I'm a blue moon

Since I stepped out of the womb

I've been a cool jerk

Looking for the source

I'm a dark horse"

- Dark Horse , G. Harrison


"We have a tendency to think in terms of doing and not in terms of being.We think when we are not doing anything are wasting our time.

But that is not true. Our time is first of all to be.

To be what? To be alive, to be peaceful, to be joyful, to be loving.And that is what the world needs most"

 - Thich Nhat Hanh

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The Motion


Some say seasickness is self sabotage.

The perpetual perplexed pilgrim was presented to the great teacher.

"A sailor is an artist whose medium is the wind ( the breath of the great divine),"

Whispered the wonder-filled wiseman.

Sometimes it is not the storms that frighten us

But the constant rising and lowering of the magnificent

Seemingly uncontrollable waves,

Rocking and severely heeling fragile unprepared vessels.

Stomachs churn inside out while scaring the most adventurous of spirits.

Healthy tolerance of ambiguity and reasonable locus of control

Get lost on Homo Sapiens focused on worldly promises of "success"

By abiding to a preprogrammed plotted course - come hell or high water.

The best charted passages and the most scientific analytics

Of future forecasts and anticipations are often at best "wish lists."

Not knowing and the worry about what's next fuel 

The flames of fear and self doubt.

Leading weak egos to the wearing of masks 24/7.

It has never been about what one does,

What one has accumulated or not or one's 

Desires or accomplishing long term goals.

Isn't it about how you do what you do,

Turning the page the message is clear

"You don't need a reason to help people."

A companion once confided that the more love

One gives to others is the best way to honor their own journey.


The experienced navigators and scientific prognosticators 

Sometimes might volunteer and become defensive about their imperfection.

Futurists craft visions in their anticipation

But their calculations and projected forecasts

Are never quite one hundred percent accurate.

Homo sapiens are not as bright as we say they are .

How significant is it that  Hemingway may have reported disdain

About the fog he encountered and getting off course sailing 

From Key West to Cuba?

The tide comes in and out.

No need to get seasick . Panic helps no one.

Be grateful, authentic and precisely who we are

Meant to be.

Savor the sanctifying serenity that is ever-present 

Even if we get shaken by the motion

And remain constant sandpipers .

                             - JF Sobecki

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Sandpipers - Cathleen Engelsen


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Just The Motion - R. Thompson

https://youtu.be/QfjdXKitiPY

Wasted on The Way - Crosby,Stills and Nash

https://youtu.be/nWlEsta4xS8

Doctor My Eyes - J Browne

https://youtu.be/BrCLkeYKuEw

Will People Ever See It  - G. Harrison 

https://youtu.be/FxL69A5d7kk

What Makes a Good Life - R.Waldinger

https://youtu.be/8KkKuTCFvzI

Til I Die 0 Beach Boys

https://youtu.be/Qx-taep4NNg

Beware of Darkness - G. Harrison

https://youtu.be/VqRRnb4S_6U


A Labor Day Song (  for all who work  - and my dad R.I.P.)


Factory - B.Springsteen

 

https://youtu.be/plaOhNjJeBg




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Saturday, July 31, 2021

Caesura and The Enjambments : 13th Anniversary of The Second Chance Dance


  


"My cousin has great changes coming...someday he'll wake with wings.

My cousin as you see
Takes his changes so easily
O happy we
Could take each change so easily..."

- Cousin Caterpillar, Incredible String Band








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Caesura and The Enjambments

Well, they say it took Ulysses ten years to get back
To where he once belonged,
Something Sergeant Pepper could not achieve.
For a wandering wounded soldier and unwed father
It would be a year locked down in ascetic solitude
For Ignatius to wake.
Sometimes constant busyness
Becomes the master distraction ,
A rationalization in believing attachments,
Rewards and material worldly goals
As the promised treasures of paradise.
Lives can easily become one big run on sentence.
Lost in the maize of the promise of identifying purpose
Pilgrims and the ignorant wander barren desserts aimlessly
Searching for the lost land of milk and honey.
No oasis discovered , only mirages.
Whatever happened to calm and deliberate?
What ever happened to pausing 
Allowing the peace to wash away the grime
Cleansing the spirit allowing one to become
Precisely who the divine intended ?
One's who preach their own self perfection,
Charlatans in sheep's clothing,
Keep themselves at bay from the barricades of heaven.
No thing stays the same.
No thing is perfect.
No algorithm, navigation system, spread sheet
Or the best laid plans can accurately predict.
Carefully positioned dominoes don't always fall
As designers and players anticipate.
Therapists and patients believe
Personal control is possible.
Can we really learn from the Venetians and
Their belief that the rising ocean can be restrained?
Sometimes the tiniest and grand events alike as well as
People of all types and sizes
Influence which road to take or what rabbit hole to go down.
Sometimes that mystical spiritual energy gives birth
To that caterpillar who might become that butterfly
Flapping her wings, that would start a breeze, 
Becoming the wind moving the chimes to sing,
A song whispering the truth 
While refreshing the pilgrim who had paused
To be mindful while letting go.
Many mystics , poets and a few songwriters appreciate
the power of the pausing , presence and hope.

And so it was thirteen years ago
The Pilgrim's Odyssey
Was about to blow up his plans when
He found himself crippled retreating into a pause.
His true companions lowered him through the roof.
His heart healed and mercy washed across his spirit.
And, he flew away.

          - JF Sobecki

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The Way Through The Woods - R. Kipling ( R. Fiennes)


Isn't it a Pity-Take 27  (2020 remix) G. Harrison



Cleveland Heart - J.Browne


Cousin Caterpillar - Incredible String Band


The Holy Longing - Goethe


Hope For the Flowers - Trina Paulus
A story for Caterpillars, pilgrims and children of all ages





July 1 - Memorial of St. Ignatius of Loyola
Anniversary of the Pilgrim's Healing 7/1/2008
 




"Teach me to be generous, to serve as you deserve, to give and not count the cost, to fight and not heed the wounds, to toil and not seek for rest, to labor and not to look for any reward, save that of knowing I am doing your will."

 - St. Ignatius of Loyola



(Thank you to the companions - Dan, Lou, Tom, Gerry, Bill, Ed, Bob, Dick, Carolyn, Herb, Kirk and Pete)


AMDG


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Coda: Even Jersey bar bands and their singers need a Caesura
From "Eddie and The Cruisers"
(and Thank God for English Majors!)





Thursday, July 1, 2021

The Green Flash

 




"It is said that once you have seen green flash , you'll never go wrong in matters of the heart"




" Another great difference between our civilization and yours is ...you admire the person who pushes their way to the top in any walk of life, while we admire the one who abandons their ego"

                          - Seven Years in Tibet, Heinrich Harrer


" Often the reason why some do not believe in God is that they have often ceased to believe that God can love them"

  - Thomas Merton

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The Green Flash


Consider the turtle and the hare

They say the turtle is calm and deliberate, no rush

Making progress when he sticks his neck out.

Consider that every day has a night,

Every competitive sport has an opportunity for a break-

A time out , a time for the athletes to take a breath.

Long duration competitions give the athletes

A time to recover and get reinvigorated for the next game or race.

Musicians have measures and and rests.

At the close of a composition there is a time for a break.

Notes without silence in-between is not music

Books and poems end, don't tell Joyce

Long distance hikes and solo global  sailors 

Seek the opportunity to nourish themselves.

Eventually sailors seek to secure serenity of a safe harbor.

Le Mans and Nascar drivers consider their fuel

And wear and tear on their vehicle.

Pit stops are critical .

These are the days that can last forever.

Zen monks patiently create sand mandalas 

Then rest and wipe the creation of the colored grains away.

The art is in the doing not the completing.

The constant busyness distracts from the essence , the truth.

Pilgrims seem to learn all this a little to late sometimes.

Slow down, relax , regroup , be mindful,

Listen to the children play ,

Breathe slowly when sitting on the beach at sunset

The blessing of witnessing and savoring the green flash

Is reserved for those who are present,

Those who stop and just be .

- JF Sobecki

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These are the Days- Van Morrison

https://youtu.be/_lyve_egY8o


Children - Kahil Gibran

https://youtu.be/z8DSOpsNkt8

Murder In The City - Avett Brothers

https://youtu.be/cr420Jwr14U

I remember everything - John Prine



Across The Universe - Beatles


Daughter - Loudon Wainright III (for Lindsay and Leigh)





                                           The "Summer House" in The Safe Harbor of Cape May






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Monday, May 31, 2021

In Troibo ad altare Dei: The Continuing Bloomsday Ballad Pt 49




 "We can do no great things; only small things with great love"

 - Mother Teresa






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In Troibo ad altare Dei: The Continuing Bloomsday Ballad Pt 49

"Stately,  plump ..." , so it began
No purpose or map in mind
That mystical GPS guiding gently
As loosed random thoughts and plans meandered
A rudderless boat trusted the sacred wind.
First mates usually know more than they let on.
The sails set and they were off.
June 16 , the day in infamy that changed everything-
Watergate and James' Bloomsday always top of mind, right?
Not being noble the Pilgrim had some perspective
As to the truth about a hill of beans
And  the significance of the problems of pilgrims
As the crazy world was crumbling around them.
Regardless, they proclaimed "I do ." 
Friends, family and themselves
Remain surprised they actually did
And continue to do so. 

Hibbing's homely hobo troubadour reminds those who listen,
" You don't need a weatherman to know
Which way the winds blow."
Navigators and mystics alike ponder
"How did we come up with the idea
To blame poor and sick people
and those of different color or religions
For all the world's problems ?
How many wars , how many acts of violence,
How many pandemics , and how many natural disasters
Before we return to the essence of love, compassion,
Kindness, selflessness, hope, peace and mercy?"
And yet we sail on...

The white collared companion of Jesus pronounced how decisions
Confirm the psychotherapeutic observation how decisions 
Are born from emotions and then justified by the rational.
"Real sacraments are a mystery.
Who knows where this road will take you?
Trust in each other and that great divine essence.
Take a deep grateful centering breath and 
Top it all off with a glass or two of wine."
His voice raised up in song as it should
On holy occasions - 
"To everything there is a season,
Turn! Turn! Turn! A time for every
purpose under heaven"


- JF Sobecki
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June 16,1972

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A Bloomsday Epilogue




 
  Until I Gain Control Again- JF Sobecki  (R. Crowell)

                            
  https://youtu.be/4sui9f3ahzw


                                     
 Stolen Moments - John Hiatt
                                                       

           No Hard Feelings - The Avett Brothers
 

  
                           
This is Us - Emmy Lou Harris and Mark Knopfler
   


               Farther On - Jackson Browne                                         

  https://youtu.be/JwN_FbwWpjM


                   Family - Joe Walsh                                                                                 

https://youtu.be/XbQLhjOrfmE

                         

               Turn!Turn! Turn! - The Byrds

  https://youtu.be/W4ga_M5Zdn4  


Amdg





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Saturday, May 1, 2021

May Day! Walk to the Daylight!

Picture - Javier Robles

"A tree gives glory to God by being a tree. For in being   what God means it to be it is obeying. It "consents," so to speak, to 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, New Seeds of Contemplation 



The Big Bang

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May Day! Walk to the Daylight!


On the first morning of May the wondering continued -

Someone said a Big Bang started it all.

What caused that bang or made those millions of parts

Blown to pieces scattering across the heavens ro give birth

To planets, stars, and on and on?

Imagine the universe a blank canvas with Jackson Pollock

As the divine creative force splattering colors

And leaving the result to interpretation?

Imagine believing that rolling multiple dice at once

Would lead to some mysterious unpredictable magical jackpot

Of magnificent complex creations interconnecting

With other accidental conceptions beyond simple imaginations.

Calling Mother Nature - "Can we start all over again?"

Who dared to make rivers and mountains borderlines?

Did  the origins of species determine who and what would own how much?

Isn't there a truth woven in-between the lines of the great poems or songs?

Take a look at all the wasted things we thought we've known.

And how little humanity has grown.

Walk into the daylight ,  appreciate spring flowers,

Stopping the counting of minutes and hours.

Sometimes the real existence is being mindful 

To how all is sacred

Leading us to where we need to be.

The oldest living human on earth 

Said her longevity is a direct result

Of giving up worrying years ago while paying attention

To those broken and serving those in need.

Sometimes when hopelessness seems to be winning

Walk to the daylight... It is a choice.

Take off the coat of guesses and defenses

It all may surprise you . Remember how -

Augustine asked from that lonely outpost

"Is anyone out there?"

That ever-present mysterious holy voice responds whispering,

"Yes"

- JF Sobecki

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Jackson Pollock


For What Binds us - Jane Hirschfield



Life is a Walking


and some music....

Some Bridges - Jackson Browne

https://youtu.be/Z6GEXPYrb8U

Morning Glory - Subdudes

https://youtu.be/fHRiH6mlBMQ

California Stars - Wilco

https://youtu.be/Mi9l10pzMeI

Morning - Beck

https://youtu.be/unZkASVfF74


Something to smile

The Meaning of Life - Everyone Loves Raymond

https://youtu.be/FZb4jBE0Gr0




amdg



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Tuesday, March 30, 2021

Spring Murmurations of The Heart




         




 "The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, 

and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love 

only the reflection\n of ourselves we find in them."

       - Thomas Merton

                                   

                                                 Ok one more time...














Did I mention I gave up worrying for Lent?


....................

                                                                




Spring Murmuration of the Heart


The Cape's Bird Man outlined

The chapters of his forthcoming book,

Of how trench warfare of words and attitudes

Grows deeper and more adverse

Between the right and left 

Leaving the marginalized drowning in the wake.

Yet , he observes how birds come and go faster than people

And how they don't act worried.

Even the the Great Teacher observed how sparrows and other 

Winged messengers don't seem overly concerned 

As somehow they know they are loved.

They say it is instinct for starlings to fly in murmurations ,

Communal constructing of complex spectacles 

Swirling in seemingly aimless wild group flight.

Their secret mission is their common welfare, their communal preservation,

Their collective love and mutual selflessness in unison.

Iconoclastic stragglers and prodigals become vulnerable

To hungry hawks and those mischaracterized predatory eagles.

Other feathered paracletes mimic the starlings .

Who did it first is not of concern nor competition.

Meanwhile sentient beings have possibly devolved to be more lost by being locked down

And  continue less concerned about who really inherited the earth or the wind.

Starlings and most likely most of the divine's creatures may not worry about

Or miss the absence and demise of humans . Many of the Homo Sapiens really

Don't seem to care much about the common good....

Hiding in their own nests, filling them up with this or that.

Or maybe, just maybe these two legged creations forgot their own murmuration

Or maybe they just don't love themselves or each other 

As much as they say they do or

As much as the poets and mystics speculate.


    - JF Sobecki

__________________

What the World Need Now - Jackie DeShannon 

This song is still quite relevant

https://youtu.be/YUaxVQPohlU

Give me Love - G. Harrison

https://youtu.be/s-KAvPbO8JY

What's So Funny About Peace, Love and Understanding - N. Lowe

https://youtu.be/Oy3LpV0THB0

Change Myself - T. Rundgren

https://youtu.be/dCU4P5EQNFs

We Can Work it Out - The Beatles

https://youtu.be/IgRrWPdzkao

Quote from "The Princess Bride" - Mandy Patinkin

https://youtu.be/s_t3uDVPiRc





                                                            Family Promise - LINK below


                                                         https://familypromise.org

                                                Habitat for Humanity - Link below

                                                          https://www.habitat.org



amdg




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"The Love you take is equal to the love you make"

 - Lennon and McCartney




Sunday, February 28, 2021

Flow Like a River


 "You don't push a river it flows by itself."

             - Chinese Proverb



"Become the river."

  - Fritz Perls


"Perhaps the best river runners are Taoists at heart. Taoism considers someone wise

if they accommodate  themselves to the rhythms of the universe."

 - C. Norment

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Where Many Rivers Meet


All the water below me came from above

All the clouds living in the mountains

gave it to the rivers,

who gave it to the sea, which was their dying.

And so I float on cloud become water,

central sea surrounded by white mountains,

the water salt, once fresh,

cloud fall and stream rush , tree roots and tide bank

leading to the rivers' mouths

and the mouths of the rivers sing into the sea

the stories buried in the mountains

give out into the sea

and the sea remembers

and sings back

from the depths

where nothing is forgotten.

- David Whyte

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River


The river is my savior

She's running to the sea

And to reach her destination

is to simply cease to be

And running 'til you're nothing

Sounds a lot like being free

So "ll lay myself inside her

And I'll let her carry me.


- River  J. Isbell

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Canto Paradiso 2021 : "Flow like a River"


Perchance things work out the way they are supposed to in the end

Maybe if Dante's ghost knew this he could cease his twilight meandering.

Maybe he was never attentive to the rain 

Or admired the rivers as closely as he should.

Paradise is not across some finish-line

Where numbered runners gather aimlessly standing.

Desert fathers may have been the first to see

Eden is ever-present in the water.

Some say that the Divine was in the water first,

(Before any other thing was)

Her flow, her nourishment, her life giving force,

Her home to creatures who first made her their home,

Her sanctifying baptismal blessing, her welcome to

Pilgrims who bathe or swim in her

Or just witness her majesty from the shoreline.

Without her runners would never run.

Without her sacramental sustenance no thing is.

Without her Ulysses would never have inspired our own pilgrimage.

She knows her own purpose and abides without doubt

Sentient beings lose sight of her holiness

Taking her for granted while trying to control her,

There are pilgrims though who seem to  have been born 

With heart tattoos , reading 

"You don't push a river, it flows by itself. "

They are possibly the illuminated seekers 

Aware that one is always precisely where one needs to be,

Their trust , their faith in the hidden hands,

They fall freely into the generous waters of a eternal life.


Troubadours sing solemnly about the water,

Poets alliterate words of searching souls seeking salvation,

Persistent right minded teachers reach out

To any drowning student of Blake .

"Let go, let go"  greek choruses are heard imploring.

"The purpose of a river is to flow

Emptying herself into a majestic ocean of  mercy."

The old pre-Homeric myths promulgated

Truer stories as true that can ever be told.

Whispering wind voice wistfully whips through the trees

Sanctifying all she touches, saying for ears who chose to hear

"Rivers flow and the sea she waits.

Become the river, let the gift of the bliss carry you."


    - JF Sobecki

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Crossing Otter Creek


August sun warms the eddy

Swirling lonely lost feather

Drifting up and downstream

Shadows of hay bales

Guarding muddied banks

on Old Trinity Farm

Faithfully silently waiting

A final harvest 

Before the snow

Hand in hand

the two wade

Stone to random stone

one breath

One beat of a heart

separating the now

from home.

- JF Sobecki (1990)

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River Songs


Let It Flow - D. Mason

https://youtu.be/illeTgLbowg

River - Jason Isbell

https://youtu.be/p5bathZEbNU

The Ballad of Easy Rider - The Byrds

https://youtu.be/gKQ0F37LhpM

Take Me to the River - A. Green

https://youtu.be/vGD8aQ2GKr0

Deep River Blues - T. Emmanuel

https://youtu.be/5GE6NeWlFHg


 Bliss and Flow


Bliss - Joseph Campbell

https://youtu.be/s28rwnz18j4


Flow TedTalk - M. Csiksczentmihalyi

https://youtu.be/I_u-Eh3h7Mo


Allen McQuarrie R.I.P.

The First River Runner Who taught me

to "flow"











Lawrence Ferlinghetti R.I.P. 

Thank you for giving us your words which are your rivers 









AMDG









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"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry 

because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with 

passion. And medicine , law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and

necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for."

      - Dead Poets Society