Live an examined life!
Know yourself not by last things
but by first things.
Know yourself not by deeds
but by their first rooting ,
the first stirrings of
deeds
beginning in the heart.
Before the grasp of
thought .
Before passion intensifies
and acts become habits.
Keep watch with everything
in the forge of conscience.
Keep watch with everything
till the heart’s holy heat is fierce
and a purer act, clearer sight
will come.
Follow this work through
into a lifetime of perfecting
the heart’s manner of knowing
from first things not last things
like the wise man who
lifts precious metal from the flames
and with utmost patience polishes
till the sheen of gold shines through.
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Learn to fear wisely and well!
Every sailing in the ship of recollection
rouses fear of deep waters and storms
with only a plank beneath you
and the ocean floor.
So captain your own ship
of spiritual exercise
with prudent fear –
use a plumb -line to measure depth
study the sea chart
carry many sails
find the north star
and take care of your craft.
But equally …
captain your ship with prudent fearlessness
not fearing when there is no reason to fear.
Before accusing voices saying –
demented! deceived! demon!
be prudently fearless.
Let your soul not shrink
from anxious advice and imaginings
of every error and conceivable mishap.
Stay the full course -
prudently fearless!
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Perfect the art of inner tasting !
The wise man contemplates
to open the mouth of his soul.
He need not understand
what grace is being placed
direct on his tongue
he need not see what nourishes
to learn the manner of savouring
to recognise the flavour of wisdom
and experience for himself
the vivifying effect
.
The wise man continues his work
to educate his palette
for spiritual tasting .
He savours at leisure
what he does not recognise at first
making fine distinctions in his soul
comparing this subtle flavour with that.
So the conversion of heart
proceeds
through delightful knowing.
But most of all,
the wise man contemplates
to be strengthened in hope.
Like a lover being fed honey
his Beloved invites him
into a fearless
relishing
of a mere token drop
from the honeycomb of beatitude -
feeding his longing for more
feeding desire for nothing less
feeding a sacred
ambition
that causes him to cry out in hope
in hope for the fullness
that this sweet dripping foretaste
promised from the beginning.