Mindful Musings: May 11

“What Force Wills It?”

By: Forrest Rivers

shade of sun and clear blue sky

The eye blinks

But what force wills it to blink?

The ear hears

But what force wills it to hear?

The nose smells

But what force wills it to smell?

The tongue tastes

But what force wills it to taste?

The mind thinks

But what force wills it to think?

The sages say that at the moment of death

When the eternal indwelling light

Drops the body

The senses then cease to exist

Center your awareness

On that eternal indwelling light

And discover the answer to what wills

Your eyes to blink

Your ears to hear

Your tongue to taste

Your nose to smell

And your mind to think.

Mindful Musings: May 5

“The Earth is My Church”

By: Forrest Rivers

three multicolored birds in close-up photography

Chirping birds

Sing their heavenly song

Early in the morning

The rising sun greets

Hungry seekers

Gathered in worship

And the cool air brings

Levity to a new day….

In this church, you see,

There is no priest

Other then the rocks and trees

The mountains and the breeze.

Mindful Musings: May 3

“The Soul of Nature”

By: Forrest Rivers

forest trees

The trail is my refuge

A road to God

The beckons my mind

To acknowledge

All I am a part of….

As I walk

My spirit is moved

By the beauty of the divine

Beyond space and time

The soul of nature

Is reflected in the moon

Watching

Waiting

With her eyes

Fixed on the tides

That condition my mood

To transcend

the illusion of separateness.

Mindful Musings: April 28

” Responding to a Skeptic”

The sun with a corona mass ejection

Often, I am asked the question does “God really exist.” And my answer to that question is always met with another question: “Does the sun rise each day? “Typically, the person asking me this question will respond with something like the following: “Well, sure, the sun rises each day but I can’t quite make the connection between the sun rising and the question of God’s existence?” To which I always reply with the following: “Does the sun not give us unconditional love through shining its light indiscriminately upon all beings everywhere? And in doing so, does not the sun also provide us with all the warmth and nourishment our crops and souls need to grow? Tell me, does not the sun (who you readily admit exists) embody the very divine qualities that have been ascribed to God through the ages by all the world’s greatest sages?”

Mindful Musings: Apr 27

“God’s Debris”

river between brown rocky mountains during daytime

Ants industriously building

Their homes in clay

Bees busily buzzing

In their hives of honey

An intricate network

Of trees

Producing air for us to breathe

And faithful rivers

Carving their paths

Through the mountain side

We are God’s debris

That’s what we are

Why should we think that we are any different

Then the ants, the bees, the trees

And the rivers running free?