Heaven’s Front Yard

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Christ / Poetry

Staggering
through the dim light
of Heaven’s front yard,
slinking into the greenish shadows
of distant outdoor halogens
as if to hide forever,
and ranting silently
about the burden
of makeshift woes
and ramshackle postulates
with which I’d saddled myself–
including my favorite one
about the  pending arrival
of something hellish
but indeterminate in nature
that no being
should ever have to face–
why wouldn’t I accept
the cocktail napkin
and the nice sandwich
offered to me by
this roaming waiter
in slacks and an apron?

Thank you, my man.
I burst into a collage
of etiquette and smiles.

Finally… some decent service.

Hafiz nodded.
His rainbow-colored afro wig,
looking mostly brownish
with streaks of cream soda
in the scotopically destitute
light of Heaven’s front yard,
nearly fell onto the lawn.
He recovered quite nicely,
then began to gaze with intent
at the ochre bit of parchment affixed
to the decorative pom-pom fruit spear
holding together my sandwich.

I plucked out the note:

There’s nothing we can do to help
if you don’t
come inside.
But in the meanwhile,
we can at least
send out a Friend
from time to time,
with sandwiches.

 Sincerely,
The Staff

32 Comments

  1. Yeah, I guess we have to do the whole real deal surrender thing, and completely detach from identification with being *anybody*! But meanwhile the sandwiches are pretty good 🙂
    Alison

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    • Hi Alison,

      There’s definitely the sensation of needing to come in off the high plains and turn in our firearms for good. But the crazy thing is– and I think you share this sentiment, if I’m not mistaken– all we’re really giving up is the idea that we’re here, and we need to get there. It feels to me increasingly that this self we give up is just the idea, which is continually flowering in our experience, that there’s this gap to cross. And while we are having this experience it feels like we’ve got some tough nut within us to crack. We can’t keep a gap between ourselves and anything else, and dissolve it at the same time… But meanwhile, yes, the service is excellent!

      Love
      Michael

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    • Thank you very much, Rajani! I like to try and bring a light-hearted approach to the experience of acceptance/surrender. Mostly poking fun at my own tentative sneaking across the line… I am really enjoying the imagery and depths of your recent works, by the way. Your writing winds through intriguing territories, where only the invisible riders of our being can wander…

      Peace
      Michael

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      • Thank you Michael. A lot of my writing is trying to articulate voices that have been kept silent for years… to make peace with their silence I suppose. Appreciate your dropping by and reading my work. Cheers to all in the Hafiz/Rumi fold 🙂

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  2. I love this one. What a great metaphor! Beautifully told.
    So true, what separates us from heaven is our own decision.
    Thanks for sharing,
    Karin

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    • Thank you, Karin. Yes, we have but a little willingness to offer, and we will be shown the way across the threshold. The security alarms keep going off when I get there, though, because I have some little secret in a pocket somewhere I have yet to relinquish, some mote of specialness still floating in my mind to be undone… 🙂

      Peace
      Michael

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  3. ‘Catastrophe Thinking’ does use an awful lot of energy, so it’s as well to keep the faith and be thankful for those occasional sandwiches I always reckon. Lovely work as ever Michael, and your playful humour is never less than a pleasure to encounter.

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    • Thank you, Hariod. Catastrophe Thinking does indeed wear us down… And as I observe myself I realize it’s not only the big catastrophe’s, but the day-to-day catastrophe thinking that constantly chips away when it’s active. Good to have a little nourishment around from time to time!

      Michael

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  4. Michael ..you are , you are , you are ….( I don’t know the word ! ) …but I thankyou for this amazingly delicious sandwich – and the note that holds it all together is tasted with such love and unexpected delight …I’m following you inside now and don’t care if I gain weight because it will be divine weight of which light will burn right thru …your verse is so ” You ” …you have become not only friend but mentor …love , megxxx

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    • Meg,

      Thank you again for such warm words offered in reply. We are teaching other, or as I prefer to think of it, revealing one another to and through one another in these acts of inspiration– of call and response that echo between us. Thank you so much for responding as you have, with the fullness of your being, and for teaching me to live so purely from the heart… without hesitation… Let us share this sandwich, and then run for the door!

      Love,
      Michael

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  5. ‘Walk inside’ indeed!! I often wonder what the attraction is to standing outside? Clearly the sangwiches are nice, but inside I think we could fill not only our bellies with wonderful “food” but our whole being with LOVE! Once again, you touch my soul with your words! And the visual of Hafiz with his rainbow colored afro….ah! Giant belly laugh! Thanks my friend…I wish you all wonderful things and clarity of thought!!! ❤

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    • Hi Lorrie,

      Oh my… what a question… 🙂 The attraction to standing outside… You’re right, of course, the nourishment outside is only lackluster compared to the experience of surrendering altogether. So, why don’t we simply return…? It is amazing to me how deeply entrenched certain types of resistance seem to be– which we experience as fear in one way or another. We fear annihilation of some sort, or losing something profoundly important in our return, and so we cling to these scraps– these sandwich crusts– and we cannot have it both ways… Jesus spoke in A Course of Love about the human temptations– the temptations to continue crafting ‘peak’ experiences of coming and going, and delaying acceptance of lasting peace. We are drawn to these cycles. We are re-enacting something, like children. But I think we are awakening here, as well, and it can be a gentle process. The service is excellent, and we are never more than a short walk from the door… 🙂

      Peace
      Michael

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      • Yes, Michael! I think we are awakening also…and I do believe in Divine timing. It is also true that we cannot have it both ways. I just read a passage from ACIM: “Denial has no power in itself, but you can give it the power of your mind, whose power is without limit. If you use it to deny reality, reality is gone for you. Reality cannot be partly appreciated. That is why denying any part of it means you have lost the awareness of all of it.” I read your response after I read this passage and it all spoke to me this Sunday morning. Thank you for sharing your soul…I am so grateful to connect to your energy 🙂 Have a wonderful day, Michael ❤

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        • Hi Lorrie,

          You’re right we can’t have it both ways. Although this piece alludes to a sort of sliding scale, the fact is that we can’t really possess the perceptions of unity and separation at the same time. It’s simply not possible. Which is why we have to ultimately abandon the front yard and join the party! I’m glad it spoke to your Sunday morning awareness… And I hope you had a great day today… I’m grateful we have connected as well, my friend…

          Peace
          Michael

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    • Your words are always an inspiration, David. It is reassuring, indeed, to realize how well-cared for we are on this gentle walk home…

      Peace
      Michael

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  6. Walking My Path: Mindful Wanderings in Nature says

    I love this! How do you come up with these?! So poignant with such gentle humor. I’ll have an avocado and sprouts sandwich, please. Then maybe I’ll go inside.

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    • Ha! Yes… I think we actually go inside to rest, then get a (supposedly) bright idea and run back out… 🙂 I am grateful for your kind words and enthusiasm, Mary. They are much appreciated! Hope you have a delightful weekend in the outdoors!

      Peace
      Michael

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  7. My smile is wide, MM! I am feeling this morning that the sandwiches out here never quite live up to their menu descriptions. They are just enough to get by, but still leave me with a craving of a delicious blend of flavors that I remember but can’t quite place where I tasted before – as if the chef is luring me back to the kitchen to give it go for myself – what was that blend of charring, of smoothness, of bite, crunch, salt? Can’t wait – peering in the two-way door into the kitchen, smelling the mystery for sure…I’ve missed your words, of late!

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    • Hello, MT!

      I have to say you’re right… True nourishment is to be found back in that mysterious kitchen of flung stars, deep rivers and freshly grown herbs… These sandwiches are like clues. They spark a remembering and draw us in. The light bulb goes off as we realize there’s a whole lot more in there than Hafiz can carry out on trays… I ask if he wants any help… Maybe we could set up a buffet line or something… We could string lights, Hafiz, and set up a band…!

      You’re doing it again…

      Doing what!? You must have some palm trees in there too that we could rig out here! Ooohh! And some of those fake champagne flutes with the removable stems!?

      You’re trying to build here, what’s already in there… The only thing missing right now… is you…

      The sandwich tray is empty… Yeah, but Hafiz… I’m not– I mean… couldn’t we just do a little re-enactment out here? Like a warm-up or something…???

      🙂
      Michael

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  8. Hi Michael,
    To me, this poem is a reminder that there’s no need for perfection, just friendliness 🙂
    We all serve, and are all served. The smile, the feeling of being a part of “the movement of sandwiches,” feels so much more warm and fuzzy with the rainbow-colored afro-wigged Hafiz by our sides. All of us, and Jesus, too! 🙂 We are a divine cast of characters moving our way indoors, or having been there all along without realizing it. Putting down the “makeshift woes
    and ramshackle postulates,” and feeling gratitude for my cocktail napkin in its place. So much lighter, and ready for my next drink.
    Ka

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    • Ka, this comment is so perfect. You don’t even know, or perhaps you do. This is the realization I need to keep with me… no need for perfection, just friendliness… I love that. It reminds me of something Jesus shared with a friend once, which was that her path would be about being a companion to others. It is such a lovely phrase I think: being a companion. That is the essence of it…

      Hope you enjoy your snack and your study break! I think it’s actually the Welcome Home Reception…!

      Peace
      Michael

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  9. Genie says

    Hafiz is like Raven, the Rascal, he just wanted you to think that he had on a rainbow coloured wig, fact is, that is his real hair!

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    • Ha! Yes, I think you are right. Very clever, that Love Gazer. He almost walked me right through the door before I even knew it was happening, but I forgot I had left my trusty bandana back in the sand, which of course I couldn’t proceed without… 🙂

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    • Can I respond to a pingback-link-whatever this is? We’ll find out. Thank you, Sreejit! I will be by later to read your piece from today. Every time I visit your site is expanding and taking on new dimensions… I look forward to stopping by…

      Blessings
      Michael

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    • Thank you very much, Harlon. I much appreciate it. This was actually somewhat of a rough and tumble week for me, and when I squeaked this one out I had my doubts. You have sent them out of existence, which I appreciate… 🙂

      Hope you had a nice weekend.

      Peace
      Michael

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