As I walked the labyrinth I prayed, “What can nurture my capacity to remain in and embody Love more fully in this challenging circumstance?” Arriving at the rosette center of the labyrinth, I stepped, facing out, into each of the central six lobes. Allowing my eyes to rest on the first object in view that caught my attention ( a sort of visio divina), I let myself become curious about the wisdom each object might offer
Read MoreThe invitation to this prayer is the awareness of experiencing an afflictive emotion (anger, fear, anxiety, frustration, obstinancy, sadness…) or bodily sensation (constriction anywhere in the body, with particular attentiveness to head, heart and gut spaces) A day can contain many such invitations! You may recall one now.
Read MoreFirst, there was last week’s bout with the flu, then there was that retail therapy outing which resulted in a bank account balance just a bit too close for comfort. Somewhere in between those two was a panicky conversation with my dear husband. Actually, before all that, it was a tender conversation with my mom, whose memory is failing her, and my impassioned pleas to explore further medical options in an effort to stave off this loss, and her calm and candid response, without judgment: I guess I’ve just accepted that this, but you haven’t.
It seems God, or the Universe (I think of them interchangeably), has had a lot to say to me lately about how to be with my own and others’ limitations.
Read MoreWhen my soul has been overcome with anxiety and doing life feels like hanging onto a rope tied between the farmhouse and the barn in the blizzard of the century (did you read your Laura Ingalls Wilder?), and when it feels that just one step away from that line may leave me lost and eventually frozen, I have found a very simple spiritual discipline that has become that lifeline for me.
It’s called the breath prayer.
Read MoreFriends,
Are you seeing these little messengers at your feet as we cross the threshold into Autumn?
Surrendering to their own weight (not unrelated to the word glory), these crowned packages of potentiality remind us of a common pathway to transformation.
Are we so broken that we would aspire to anything less than a sacred world?
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