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How Good To Center Down! by Howard Thurman

Passing on a beautiful poem/meditation I read this morning from Howard Thurman’s Meditations of the Heart.  In our over full, over stimulated stressed lives, this is a good reminder. Perhaps a good way to start the Lenten season. 




How Good To Center Down!


How good it is to center down!

To sit quietly and see one’s self pass by!

The streets of our minds seethe with endless traffic;

Our spirits resound with clashings, with noisy silences,

While something deep within hungers and thirsts for the still moment

    and the resting lull.

With full intensity we seek, ere the quiet passes, a fresh sense

    of order in our living;

A direction, a strong sure purpose that will structure our confusion

    and bring meaning in our chaos.

We look at ourselves in this waiting moment –

    the kinds of people we are.

The questions persist:  what are we doing with our lives? –

    what are the motives that order our days?

What is the end of our doings?

Where are we trying to go?

Where do we put the emphasis and where are our values focused?

For what end do we make sacrifices?

Where is my treasure and what do I love most in life?

What do I hate most in life and to what am I true?

Over and over the questions beat in upon the waiting moment.

As we listen, floating up through all the jangling echoes of our turbulence,

   there is a sound of another kind –

A deeper note which only the stillness of the heart makes clear.

It moves directly to the core of our being.  

Our questions are answered,

Our spirits refreshed, and we move back into the traffic of our daily round

With the peace of the Eternal in our step.

How good it is to center down!


Howard Thurman

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New Year 2014


Just to live each day in the light it comes

Hunting for the treasures

sparkling in their not so hidden places

delighting to be found.


A New Day, A New Year

Morning by morning

earth life is renewed

Thanksgiving for sleep giving

new perspective in a new brighter light

Thanksgiving for second chances again and again

for lifelong learning of how to live grace filled.

Last year’s slips and slides

can be my teachers

to grasp hand, rope or ladder extended

to pull me out of self-inflicted

muddles and messes

A gracious life begins with

receiving it for myself

then the transfer of giving it away

to others is smooth as silk

gentle as a dove.

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The Beach Park

We have been back in the area for over four years now.  We have a regular walk at a beach park nearby.  It’s so close, just a 5 minute drive from our house down a steep hill and along the shore until we arrive outside the park in the neighborhood of houses overlooking the Puget Sound.  There’s a small parking area in the neighborhood that most people don’t know about and a side entrance to the park that only the handicapped with their vehicles can enter with a special code.  We just park down the road and hike into the side entrance.  The main entrance and parking lot are a way up the hill.  You park there and hike a mile down to the beach.  Then a mile back to your car.  That entrance is much farther from our house but we sometimes hike up to that parking lot and then treat ourselves with the beach at the end. Depending on how much time we have.  There is a lovely family that live in the park in a tiny little two-story cabin.  They have lived there for a long time.  They are the Ranger family. Just up the road beyond the side entrance are large expensive homes, but theirs is the best.  They only have to walk through the meadow onto a path under the train tracks to the beach.  It’s a wonderful beach ever-changing with the tides.  Eagles and Herons are common sights.  Sometimes we see seals.  Just heard a pod of orca whales were across the way. You never know what you are  going to see so the best thing to do is keep your eyes open and pay attention.  Today, we were especially noticing again the huge stumps of old growth forest. I can’t get enough of them.  No longer living but giving life to the trees that have rooted on top of them. We were curious and wondered if there were any living old growth trees in the Park hidden away somewhere. So we asked the Ranger when we saw him. He said no,  but told us where we could find some not too far away.  Now we are going to hunt for those trees. There is something about standing near one of those giants that have been living on the earth for hundreds of years. It kind of puts things into perspective. He also told us the Chum are running up the creek.  We did not see any today but will keep our eyes open for the next time. The creek is lined with red alders, some firs, the old growth cedar stumps and I don’t know what else. The Ranger was describing how he enjoys smoking the salmon he buys or catches.  We laughed together at what we heard about the Lewis and Clark expedition.  When they got to the Northwest they got so tired of Salmon that they traded with the Tribes from the area for dogs so they could have red meat.  I can’t imagine ever getting tired of Salmon and I have never knowingly eaten dog! As we were leaving the park he told us to wait a minute while he went into his house. He came back with a pack of smoked salmon for us!  What a treat.  We came home and had it for lunch with a salad and cheese and crackers.  We feel like the luckiest people sometimes.  So many amazing people and places.  The world is a treasure.


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Earth Groans

Earth Groans

Shakes and foams

Volcanoes spew

Oceans roar

Fire consumes

Chaos in the clouds

Bring destruction

To the land

Why this groaning

This upheaval

When will it cease

And subside


Another kind

Of shaking

A groaning

A fire inside

Each one of us

Is in the making

The treasure in us

Is being

Tried and tested


From the clay

Together with creation

There will be a


An uncovering of the glory


© 2013 Julie Clark



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Three Poems of God as I see Him

God is

God loves

God is working through the chaos

Look back

Look beyond

Hasn’t he always been?

His reign continues

His door is open

His invitation remains

The fire has been burning

Since our first parents

Grasped what was not theirs

It burned then

It continues to burn now

Until the day

All that can be burned will be gone

And what will be

Will be glorious and pure

© 2011 Julie Clark

Call me Treasure

Call me Pearl

Sought and found

You the merchant

You the farmer

All sold

All given

Until I was yours forever.

Only now

Can I love

Because I am loved

By the first lover

Can I give

Can I live

Breathed on

With fresh life

Responding daily

To my name

Treasure and Pearl

© 2009 Julie Clark

Heartbeat of God

Ever reaching for His children

Justice and Peace

He longs to bring with

Connection to His streams of Life

His life breathes life into what is dead or dying

Reviving, weaving, creating purpose

For each new day.

©  2010 Julie Clark

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