Sacred dawning of my spirit's fire,
I open beyond self-centered desire.
I choose to serve and to be
A shining example for all to see.
I honor the spirit in all living things.
I commit to the life that honesty brings.
I seek the truth that lives in me.
I respect the truths that others see.
I give to others with a happy heart
Asking no return for gifts I impart.
I open my heart to others in need,
Walking my path as I plant love's seeds.
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
INVICTUS by William Ernest Henley
The voice of the Earth is my voice,
The feather of the Earth is my feather,
All that belongs to the Earth belongs to me,
All that surrounds the Earth, surrounds me.
I, I am the sacred works of the Earth.
It is lovely indeed, It is lovely indeed.
~from Song of the Earth Spirit
I listen to the whispers of
The small, still voice within,
I feel the awesome power of
The sacred mystery therein.
And there within the mystery,
Of the material and the unseen,
I discover my own true essence,
Where the two worlds convene.
I connect with the essence of
My spirit’s state of grace,
While I learn to embody
The sacred lessons I embrace.
I stand between the two worlds,
Holding both Sacred Points of View,
By knowing that the two are one,
My sacred journey begins anew.
Some say that my teaching is nonsense.
Others call it lofty but impractical.
But to those who have looked inside themselves,
this nonsense makes perfect sense.
And to those who put it into practice,
this loftiness has roots that go deep.
I have just three things to teach:
simplicity, patience, compassion.
These three are your greatest treasures.
Simple in actions and in thoughts,
you return to the source of being.
Patient with both friends and enemies,
you accord with the way things are.
Compassionate toward yourself,
you reconcile all beings in the world.
~ Tao Te Ching
THE GUEST HOUSE
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond. ~ Rumi ~