{"id":137,"date":"2007-02-13T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2007-02-13T07:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rhinoblues.com\/thoughts-wp\/?p=137"},"modified":"2011-08-02T20:02:31","modified_gmt":"2011-08-03T03:02:31","slug":"a-psalm-of-happenstance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rhinoblues.com\/thoughts\/2007\/02\/a-psalm-of-happenstance\/","title":{"rendered":"a psalm of happenstance"},"content":{"rendered":"

…there’s a rule I always follow when I don’t know what to do…If you have to choose between something that has form and something that doesn’t, go for the one without form.\u00a0 That’s my rule.\u00a0 Whenever I run into a wall I follow that rule, and it always works out.\u00a0 Even if it’s hard going at the time.<\/em><\/p>\n

–from “Chance Traveler” by Haruki Murakami<\/p>\n

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She left what she knew was home…for a place foreign to her heart.\u00a0 She knew this when she left…that her heart would never give her peace there.\u00a0 But she is there nonetheless.<\/div>\n
He knows her heart.\u00a0 It is not his…it was never meant to be.\u00a0 It doesn’t stop his heart from shedding tears for her embrace.\u00a0 He is where her heart is.\u00a0 He wants to keep it safe for her love.<\/div>\n
Sometimes they wonder…what is over that next mountain?\u00a0 What will that other country will bring?\u00a0 She travels there seeking it, while he sits at home…just dreaming of his love.<\/div>\n
He wants to take a risk…to sail to that place in his dreams.\u00a0 Where love and God and he are all together.\u00a0 Where she has her heart and her love and her God.<\/div>\n
For a moment they forget all this though.\u00a0 They fall, each in their own ways.\u00a0 Finding God through making love (or at least trying to).<\/div>\n
We think there should be some form to it all.\u00a0 Dating, Marriage, Children, Death.\u00a0 But that is where we are wrong.<\/div>\n
God like Love has no form.\u00a0 It is unique to each of our whole selves.\u00a0 God, You and I.\u00a0 A union of physical, spiritual and sensual lives.<\/div>\n
It is:<\/div>\n
Love<\/div>\n
Sex<\/div>\n
God<\/div>\n
Us<\/div>\n
Whatever the risk, we can do no less.<\/div>\n
But give everything.<\/div>\n
Even when we know it will only be a brief moment.<\/div>\n
—for A and A<\/em><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

…there’s a rule I always follow when I don’t know what to do…If you have to choose between something that has form and something that doesn’t, go for the one without form.\u00a0 That’s my rule.\u00a0 Whenever I run into a wall I follow that rule, and it always works out.\u00a0 Even if it’s hard going … <\/p>\n

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