MY KLEPTOMANIACAL LOVER
I like watching NCIS but I have to wait until the first credits roll.
I like watching Love Stories but not the bedroom scenes.
I like remembering my kleptomaniacal lover
Even though I often had to wait.
For the first credits to roll.
How to avoid being taught: learn.
How to learn: ask.
How to be the right weight: quit dieting.
How to be happy: smile.
How to talk with God: listen.
How to talk with anyone: listen.
How to win an argument: don’t.
How to feel safe: protect.
How to make amends to your children: become the parent you want them to be.
How to Love: Accept God’s Love and pass it on.
How to experience Love: Accept God’s Love and pass it on.
(Prayers uttered by those of us who who see ourselves as powerless reflect the appeal of the beggar; our plea moves us from the streets to the alleys. Here we find the leftovers. Here we can sustain ourselves for one more day.)
“Is there a God?” I asked myself.
If so, what Powers would God have that I do not?
Love? The memory of all past and future events?
And the I wondered…
When i die will i awaken to discover that my memory is much improved and that I no longer have anything to fear and that I am the source of Love?
Will I now know that all life formes ar but an expression of the one and only Life?
Wasn’t there something about “faster than a speeding bullet”?