Just Be

Just Be

It started with this story about an old tree
who got to be old
because it was useless,
otherwise it would be
tables and chairs.
Sometimes I am like that old tree,
I am short, fat, old, and my body is aging.
Despite all that
or perhaps because of all that
I find myself being like that old tree,
the one people sit under and relax.
I never became the tables and chairs in my career,
that I thought I was to become.
Instead, the Ultimate has been helping me to just be.
I am learning how to just be me.
Learning how to be
what the others see the beauty in,
even when I thought nobody had noticed.
I am focused on just being me,
no longer worrying about what I produce
or what I achieve,
but like the old tree,
learning how be the shade,
the relaxation,
the rejuvenation,
the place people come to
and feel loved,
valued,
supported
and appreciated.
Some of us are meant to be tables and chairs,
others should just be
and offer the gifts
others find in us
through us,
and because of us.
When I just am,
I see my productivity
and my effectiveness
in just being
what the Ultimate
has spent a lifetime
helping me to just be.

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Just Be

Just Be

 So often we strive to be productive,
effective,
working towards something,
or becoming something.
Perhaps there are times we are meant to
just be.
Times when we don’t have to be worrying
about what we are doing
or saying
or if we are meeting some grand
or even less then grand expectation.
What if we let all that go and
just be.
I often think about these awesome trees
in my backyard.

They are not doing anything
but they are doing everything.
In the midst of their just being,
they provide shelter from the sun on hot days,
a quiet place to sit and meditate,
and a space for the creatures which live in our yard
to just be.
It is not worried about
whether it is tall enough,
or beautiful enough
or anything.
It is content to
just be
and in this state,
it is a blessing
if all it ever reminds us to do is
just be.

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I Am

I Am

I first experienced Will I Am
with Black Eyed Peas
asking Where is the love.
Will I Am is more then a new way of spelling William
it is about having the will to be
who the great I am created us to be.
I am who I am
and who the great I am
created me to be.
We should all have the will to be
that I am.
The I am who said nothing more or less about themselves
but I am who I am.
I am the I am who
was created by the I am.
I do not have to explain who I am
I just have to be me
the I am created by the I am.
Because I am created in the image of the I am
then I too am who I am
None of us are explainable,
we just are.
You be who you are
and I will be who I am
and let’s honor the I am
in each other.

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Claiming the Moment

Claiming the Moments

I listen to my friends who are mobile
and able to leave their homes freely.
They complain about waiting on trains, buses and rides.
They complain about standing in line.
They complain about being stuck in traffic.
After listening to them
I think about the opportunity to relax and pray
while I wait for my paratransit to arrive.
I think about the ways spirit can bless me while I sit in line.
I think about all the moments I have to claim the blessings.
I may rarely claim an entire day to experience sabbath,
but I claim the moments.
I claim the time I am waiting on the microwave.
I claim the time I am letting my computer restart.
I claim those moments when I am
waiting,
sitting,
and doing nothing
while I wait on something.
I claim those moments as Sabbath moments
to relax,
be with the Ultimate
and be blessed.

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Crumbs

Crumbs

I stared at the plate
and all that was left
were the crumbs of
my grandmother’s cake.
Her cakes were one of those
that made you not want to miss
a single crumb.
I was a child,
but I remember her
taking the crumbs
and putting them in a container.
She never wasted a crumb.
She would then
take her collection of crumbs
and combine them with a few other ingredients
and they would become this crumb topping
on her amazing crumb cake.
Her crumb cake
reminds me that even that
which goes unused,
that which others consider useless,
are of great value.
Had those crumbs been eaten,
we would not have had her cake
and I would not have these memories
of crumbs.

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