"The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry."
~ Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell To Arms



"Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey sequence of bumping into's and tumblings apart."
~ Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet



Saturday, July 30, 2011

The Parking Spot...

Skin on skin. 
Ink on skin.

It's a name,
It's a memory,
It's a place,
It's all the time between the past and the future, it’s now.

Words etched forever,
A place to rest;
To be,
To talk,
To sleep in silence,
And wake to the sun.

Skin on skin,
Ink on skin.




Friday, July 15, 2011

My Place Today...

A beautiful night, a cup of tea and reading about Italy.
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"So this is how the story went..."


"So this is how the story went
I met someone by accident
That blew me away
That blew me away

It was in the darkest of my days
When you took my sorrow and you took my pain
And buried them away, you buried them away

And I wish I could lay down beside you
When the day is done
And wake up to your face under the morning sun.."

Time Itself...

I keep thinking that time itself will stop and keep us apart...

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Siobhan...

"Waking in the morning
To the feeling of her fingers on my skin
Wiping out the traces of the people
And the places that I've been."


"She ain't ashamed to be a woman
Or afraid to be a friend
I don't know the answers to the easy way
She's opened every door in my mind."


"Loving her was easier
Than anything I'll ever do again..."

All Journeys Are Risks...

"You're soft as glass
and I'm a gentle man;
we got the sky to talk about
and the earth to lie upon."
~ Townes Van Zandt
 
You have to fill the voids left by emptiness and loss

 Left in your heart by those you once loved.

Fill them, fill them,

With new love, and experience even if one day they too may leave a void,
(That is hard to swallow)

We all leave voids, create spaces and those that fill them are healed and those that don’t become bitter, sad and lonely.
All journeys are risks.

"We all got holes to fill
them holes are all that's real.
Some fall on you like a storm,
sometimes you dig your own.
The choice is yours to make,
time is yours to take;
some sail upon/dive into the sea,
some toil upon the stone."
~ Townes Van Zandt
 

What Is This Blog About?

My blog is not specifically about God, or for that matter not only about grace. As I had hoped would become evident over time and in the choice of the name “A Cup of Grace” that it would be and become about life, even the life that can be experienced in enjoying a cup of coffee on a beautiful morning – alone or with a person, “…as good as spring itself…”. Whatever it may be that gets you through difficult times, what allows grace to seep into a particular darkness or sadness. And, also whatever it is that allows you to celebrate happiness and good times and be able to be thankful for grace in those moments of equilibrium and peace.

A cup of coffee was at a time in my life a literal manifestation of grace and has now become a metaphor for any and all grace filled experiences.

So what is this blog about or what has it become to be about?

In its simplest it is an expression of my life, a place to speak what I feel and know (at least in part) and as a result it has been a source of reflection, healing and grace. In being those things for me I hope that it has and will touch others as we navigate together our journey’s – as we form friendships, fellowships and communities we can share and move with each other and be fully alive human beings.

“A Cup of Grace” is a place to encounter life and life in all its entirety, to be human in all of what that may mean: love, loss, joy, pain, hurt, celebration, new friends, old friends, lovers, confidants, betrayers, acquaintances, strangers passed by on the street – the time spent in a kiss and the time between kisses, a pint of beer or a glass of wine, acceptance, forgiveness, distance, closeness, bodies bare, naked humanity, imprinted with the image of God – relationship.

It is my desire to give some sort of expression to all of these things through words, pictures, movies, art, poetry, music, silence, and sound, and in doing so to create and share a life worth living soaked in grace.