Richard Rohr writes of a force field of love, what some might call God.

I watched the trailer with Tom Hanks playing Mr. Rogers in his neighborhood.  I think Mr. Rogers was a force field of love.

Lately I’ve been feeling my heart expanding, reaching out through fingers, like E.T.  curing hurts by bringing light from and through his heart. I look up the origin of “Home is where the heart is,” and there’s no clear answer so we each find out own.

For me, home is where my inner and outer landscape are one.  There’s no conflict between in and out. There’s a place of peace where I sit in a kaleidoscope of change, honoring the circling trust.

I’m with these words of Emily Dickinson: We turn not older with years, but newer every day.

Research is showing that once we pass through the midlife crisis, we settle into more and more happiness, more and more presence. Thich Nhat Hanh says that: People say walking on water is a miracle but to me walking peacefully on earth is the real miracle.

May this day be one of walking ourselves home, walking peacefully on and with the earth, being and cultivating a force field of love, as we meet and meld hard and soft, circulate tissue and bone.

Meeting liquidity, forming tissue and bone


  

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