Tag Archives: focus

On focus

It will be tempting to look away but focus is what focus is, unapologetically © Meisaan Chan

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Gazing upon the Lord: Mutual work

All the work you do to attract my gaze, O Lord! All the work I do to hold it! © Meisaan Chan

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Social media

How often you check for nothing! Be a samurai with your mind! © Meisaan Chan

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The companion, II

“Please, let me be with you,” I say. “The path includes suffering,” God says. “Then let me suffer with you,” I say. “The path includes loss,” God says. “Then let me be empty with you,” I say. “The path includes … Continue reading

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The small moment

I give you a small moment for you to catch your breath; please, do not use it for distraction © Meisaan Chan

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Rejecting them all

All the possible alternatives to your plan – I want none of them! Dust and refuse! © Meisaan Chan

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What goes in

The longer your eyes linger upon evil the more its image engraves in your mind and muddies the face of the Lord © Meisaan Chan

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Mindfulness

You might not know you’re standing at the precipice if you’re focusing elsewhere © Meisaan Chan   (Photo credit: National Geographic)

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The needle

Buried in haystack: the distractions keep mounting cannot find focus © Meisaan Chan

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Headlines

All these cries for my attention cajole titillate shock or enrage and each time I respond, unthinking, a tiny fragment of my wholeness gets chipped away     © Meisaan Chan  

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