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Honor commitments
Backsliding moments occur
Each day, start anew

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Bound, intertwined, entrenched, one.

For better, for worse

For always, I am there.

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Commitment    It’s a struggle. The tug of love and loyalties.The yearning to dwell alone. To be a hermit,Yet not without the comfort of company.

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Commitment    It’s a struggle. The tug of love and loyalties.The yearning to dwell alone. To be a hermit,Yet not without the comfort of company.

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looms. How can I keep

A commitment when I can barely keep

Myself?

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I sit on the blue camper stool for an hour, listening as we walk through his heart together, I witness his spirit grow into spaciousness, a commitment to ignoring my watch: “Can you come back next Thursday?” Yes, and I will, with a flashlight. 

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I will.
Your will.
I will.

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spirit,

help keep our distracted hearts committed to justice

that we might all have the chance to flourish

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What kind of world might we bring into being if we each held fast to one another?

Linked and encircled, bound together.

What dreams might we deliver
if only we imagined
them together,
tightly tethered.

-SJM

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A purpose. A calling. A strength. A gift.
Without relationship,without love becomes
An illness.  A prison. A chain

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Bound to each other for eternity, two mourning doves make their way in the snow.
One scratches the ground, the other follows and feeds
Until they change direction and no one leaves the bird feeder hungry.

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You show up, post-argument, in sickness, for celebration     again, and yet again We are building something      

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You show up, post-argument, in sickness, for celebration     again, and yet again We are building something      

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Indigenous peoples keep faith with the land

Through centuries of being forced to live in the attics of their own homes

Hear them chanting softly; invite them down to breakfast

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Is it that I suck at commitment—-to people or pathways or plans?

Or is it that I am so fiercely committed to the clarion beacon singing from the deep-rooted me-ness

That what some may see as commitment, to me, feels like settling?

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would i have said yes,
if i knew the valleys
waiting for us on the journey? Yes.

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Since the beginning

It has only been us

My growth is deeply connected to yours

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sitting at
a bed holding
the silence open

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is about the long haul, being present
over time…it’s ok to ebb and flow
as long as the flow is when the other, the issue, the moment needs you

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What am I committed to? I’m not sure.

I wake up every morning with weight on my back

But I need to keep going, I carry it onward for now until I can find rest

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Commit to your dreams,
dear friends—“Perseverance
is alive on Mars!”

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About to go to bed, I berate myself for my lack of commitment to writing a poem a day for lent. Tomorrow there will be another chance to recommit.

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Are you mad? You should be committed!

Fire in the head, fire in the heart, fire in the belly, fire in the blood...

Calling or compulsion? I am Yours, O One!

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Energized         Frozen in my mistake, my discouragement; then Trying again  

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Energized         Frozen in my mistake, my discouragement; then Trying again  

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To the fight,
To the becoming and the not yet,
To bringing life to those spaces where the world demands death

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New bulbs wriggle up
committed come ice or rain
desperate for the light

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do you take each life
intertwined with yours
to have and to hold?

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Committed to your call. Immersed in your beautiful space. Committed to being free.

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Love is commitment
A promise to care, always
To keep trying on

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Gentleness, I commit to you.
Adaptability, I commit to you.
Holy feeling, I commit to you.

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Still here: with every reason to run,
I remain here, still, choosing
in each motionless second to stay.

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Not my commitment,
But our co-mission to heal
And reveal God’s love

WDRplus

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Promises made, promises kept
Not for the sake of the promise,
but for love

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striving for perfection is not a commitment.
opening myself to be comfortable in chaos, uncertainty, and ambiguity.
detaching myself from the binaries keeping me from knowing all of god.

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It's recovery.
A purposeful commitment.
One day at a time.

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already forgot/
i made at commitment again/
so here i am now

- kjm

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seek - search for the light.
where flourishing of abundant life is - there, my commitment lives.

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those who came before me
fought
tooth and nail; those I come before
deserve better
than the supremacy that
infects us
all
I show up.

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Am I committed
To what is real and enduring
Or to what is fleeting and illusory?

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I want to be committed to justice and peace, to love and grace and community.
I worry that a review would suggest I’m committed to facebook and getting good grades and people liking me.
How do I commit to my commitments?

-Beth

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Commitments continue to grow today -
From filling the birdfeeders in the snow, to baking potatoes, making bacon, doing laundry, putting together twice-baked potatoes, checking on loved ones, listening, making birthday preparations, shoveling so you can get home, making dinner, and even committing ten minutes to myself to write a poem.
All done with love.

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Everlasting commitment to my salvation - and yours.
Commitment by the Creator of this vast universe.
Commitment through the sacrifice of His most precious Son. Thoroughly and lovingly committed to me - and to you.

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To give and give and
give-effortless practice this.
Given to-awkward.
~T

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I choose love, by which I mean
return again and again and again to
creating healing, compassion, support

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I struggle to remember that
To commit to myself is holy work, too:
My wellness and my wholeness matter.

SW-T

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As how a tear can only roll,
a bud struggles up for sunlight. committed
in the same way that a star shines.

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Return again and agian
to the center of your desire. As if a hand on your face is gently turning your gaze, saying: look... here.
- Molly B

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Uphill is the road
committed is the step
that follows the previous stride.

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Redwood trees have surprisingly shallow roots.
But they reach wide, 100ft.
Fusing with others, they hold steady.

M

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our lives know healing:
dreams, poems, magic, love, song.
(ash, soil, tulsi, salt)

-akb

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To love, only
And Life
Everything else is changing.
-Erin DB

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I hold out my hand
wanting to commit to needing you
let the promise unfold.
HilaryC

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My covenant with God
Is puny compared to
God’s Covenant with me.

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You may never know of my deep-tethered commitment to you/
Perhaps, to you, I am merely the one who holds your GPAs in my hands/
But to me, you hold the power to change our worlds; you are on the cusp of liberation.

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Threatened by distraction, consumerism, instant gratification. Also by isolation, individualism, and fatalism. And by the amygdala’s obsession with safety- which tricks me into thinking taking a stand, dedicating myself to the cause- would threaten my own survival. It ignores the fact that human cooperation, solidarity, has sustained the ancestors for millennia.

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Show up
Show up
Show up

CM

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