01-23-2010, 03:19 AM
What a gorgeous poetic saying, Lorna. Thank you for highlighting that gem. I think if you combine that with the Prayer of St. Francis, and with Albert Schweitzer's comment about sunshine and harvest, you wind up with a pretty much perfect summary of an open-hearted life.
I'll put them all together here:
We encourage each to take up the dance of life,
dancing around judgment,
moving away from vanity
and glory and pride,
seeking to serve,
seeking to be servant.
For every entity whom you meet is love itself,
and, if you speak always to angels unawares,
let your heart be humble,
your hands be empty,
your heart at rest
that you may seek to love,
and reach the hand to touch,
and lift the heart to share love.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
No ray of sunshine is ever lost
but the green that it awakens to life needs time to sprout,
and it is not always given to the sower
to see the harvest.
All work worth anything is done by faith.
I'll put them all together here:
We encourage each to take up the dance of life,
dancing around judgment,
moving away from vanity
and glory and pride,
seeking to serve,
seeking to be servant.
For every entity whom you meet is love itself,
and, if you speak always to angels unawares,
let your heart be humble,
your hands be empty,
your heart at rest
that you may seek to love,
and reach the hand to touch,
and lift the heart to share love.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
No ray of sunshine is ever lost
but the green that it awakens to life needs time to sprout,
and it is not always given to the sower
to see the harvest.
All work worth anything is done by faith.