Do you know what it's like to find yourself in some foreign territory feeling as though life as you've known it has gone up in flames? Feeling like its all going to hell in a handbasket? A place in which you're certain, This time this really is the beginning of the end?Read More
At age 85 Florida Scott-Maxwell wrote, "You only need to claim the events of your life to make yourself yours. When you truly possess all you have been and done. . . you are fierce with reality."
I first read those words about a dozen years ago and surrendering to this invitation to claim the events of my life keeps revealing and sculpting me. Sometimes this surrender feels like the warmth of the high-desert sun, evocative and thawing. At other times it has scorched and left tender what was previously unexposed. Stepping into this surrender has felt like stepping into a sandstorm designed for full-body exfoliation. Other times, it been like crossing into the enchantment of rain falling in the sunlight. The fully claimed events of my life have streamed over the earth of my being like spring rivulets, carving and bringing refreshment and new growth in the most unlikely directions. These events have coursed over and washed away all that was not deeply rooted and some things that were.
Surely the Lord is in this place, and I was not aware of it. . . .This is the gate of heaven.
I really am convinced that all of Creation conspires to awaken us and to keep returning us to our true selves in God. We return when we awaken to and surrender to the present moment. Can we be willing to slow down and open our minds to look beyond what is on the surface? Can we be willing to open our hearts in compassion toward ourselves and others, claiming our and their belonging, as we are and as they are, right here and right now? Can we open our wills, releasing, sometimes again and again, the husks of identity that no longer serve us? Are we willing to usher in new ways of being and doing?Read More
I was awakened to the presence of Sacred Abundance, in whom we live and move and have our being. Every. Single. Day.Read More
It is customary for the Quester upon her return to ponder these four questions:
•Who went out?
•Who comes back?
•What gifts do you bring your people?
This Holy Week, like many of you, I am trying to remain present. My heart's deepest desire is to travel this week with Jesus, not just to stand on the side of the road and bear witness. Bearing witness has its place and its time, but this year I hear Jesus' invitation to follow not just with my eyes, but with my whole self. I hear the invitation to once again find my life in his, and his in mine.Read More
"Stay with me," is the cry of a suffering soul. These words, Jesus' three words to his disciples as he entered the Garden of Gethsemane, arrived and transformed me one afternoon as I stood in a raspberry patch with my friend Brook. Brook, daughter of God, survivor of human-trafficking and so much more, and one of the most profound spiritual guides ever sent to me.Read More
You have been created in the image of the Father, or Sophia. You are a temple of Sacred Wisdom, graced to live with an Open Mind. This is FAITH.
You have been created in the image of the Son. You are a Sanctuary of Sacred Love, graced to live with an Open Heart. This is LOVE.
You have been created in the image of the Spirit, an Instrument of Sacred Instinct, graced to live with an Open Will. This is HOPE.
I wonder, what is your relationship to curiosity? How practiced are you in looking, listening or exploring beyond what you already know?
If curiosity is the handle that cracks the door into Open Mind, then the willingness to hold paradox is the flickering flame (like that burning bush) that draws us further in.Read More