America speaks all at the same time. In Europe they take turns talking and listening. More responding, less reacting. That’s all.

In my dream last night, everyone I ever loved got to the top of this huge hill—like the Shuman street as a kid, but the scale was like the hill in San Fran near Frank’s. Mont Vista I think it’s called. And at the top was Europe and all the options of art there. And I was running a bit late, but got there, and started telling folks where they could go which would get them jazzed.

Is that an end of life dream Lord? Or a now, dream.
Should I start pushing things towards Europe Lord….I’m taxed here and not much use, aside from a few jokes at a sad time here.
Your dreams lead me into wonder. What shall we wonder about today friend, my oldest friend Jesus.

You are in a season of great change, but the Changeless One beckons. I say yes. Abide and the climb will be easier than imagined.

The world is so clamorous now. How shall I be silent and just abide in what is most Core?! The real world, what is really Real. The Real aspect of myself and all that is around me. How shall I abide there?

I am wearing all the nation’s scents, few will notice that, but it is true, as I used to wear many nations each day depending on whom I was praying for. But still as a traveler, you can scent the place I just returned from. But few will smell well, His Heart for the whole earth and each person, I have met.

So then after the high, we must flatten ourselves back down into daily conversation, so at least the birds can hear and understand us!

To shrink and flatten ourselves out to understandable levels, just so we can chat with friends. That’s ok with Him.
His mount of transfiguration! And then He shrunk Himself again in order to be their friends.

My deeper other self is watching it all with God. And it is hard to sit still there
With so many ripples on the surface
So much tumult above me.

My deeper self is the part of me that is entirely loved. And from there I try my best to speak to the part of you which is also fully loved, until we discover our names together friends.

You cannot bring to others, what you yourself have not yet embodied. Love is like that friends!

We gather into ourselves so many uncertainties.
And yet, we are certain
We are loved and named
But can’t hear either well.

I cannot perform today
But tomorrow maybe
Today I must just be
So later I can offer that, at least
To others.

Go see your friends, enjoy life
For My Sake friend.

Your deeper self just knows stuff. Stick
With what it knows. Peace in Him. Be in Him. Abide, reside and dwell. There.

Love only knows
About the pain
That you’ve been living
Love only knows about the life
That you’ve been given…..

Lyrics from a song I wrote in high school called Love only knows.

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We all want to write our names on a tree.
The tree is the tree of Life
And it has already written our names on itself, but we get to participate
In that carving.

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The ministry of a tree is just to be.
Why not we. It tells us to be
But we struggle to stand
After crawling we stand for an instant
Then die, and we wondered why the standing part was so hard.
I’m no saint, but those trees are.

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So much silence surrounds us all
If we would only listen.

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There’s a time to fly and
A time to land
A time to float in heaven
And a time to be on earth
The concert made us high
The next day, we had to go
To work, whether we liked it or not
Or could talk well. We got high
So we could bring that back to work
To earth—to Life!
We saw Him transformed on the mountain and saw each of us glowing
In our real selves. Then afterwards
We had to clean the toilets while here
So that that flow could keep going on…..
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After seeing a great film
We have to watch tv again.
And somehow be ok, with both.
To be Divine and human is a hard call.
And which way to lean, when.
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To not come crashing down after flying or even levitation is wisdom. In my dreams, after flying around, I often land poorly—on my belly or worse. When I pray, I fly
So to come back to earth where I am temporarily useful, requires humility and skill. I’ve never been a great lander. But I fly really well! I learned to fly early, but landing is another matter!
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