Saturday, January 26, 2013

Snowflake Christening

new day beckons
replete with  infinite rebirth
revealed in
alabaster, snow-capped branches
in a bright, sunlit sky

closing eyes
on a quest
to a raw beauty
that mars.
and human scars
recalling torment
and unveiled suffering...
on timber ascending skyward
a different snow-less day

close them to evict
the outside world
gaze inward!
praising
filling
emptying

there,
an abandoned cradle
desolate and lifeless
a missing Christ Child
not yet resurrected

and yet,
snowflakes
fall afresh
kissing my face
in a christening
of sorts
immersed and washed clean

a smile emerging
as natural
and miraculous
as baby's arrival
into the naked NOW

Thursday, January 17, 2013

anorexic ego

starve it
weakened, it will whither
cadaverous and gaunt
it hangs around desperate for a scrap
deprived and depressed
demolished into near nothingness
departed

or not

nourished by compassion
fed a tidbit (or a bowl-full) of empathy
space to breathe, a loosening of the belt
ego's ways soften and gracefully recompose
lithesome from sustenance
in search of the last supper
to be in communion with all that is
abundantly light






Monday, January 14, 2013

carve me- the ugly beauty

and i asked Him - cut out the ugly
use a surgeon's precision
remove the selfish, small, petty of me
do not be concerned, it must be done
be swift!!

and He replied, I refuse;
you cannot withstand such harshness
it would bring certain death
I must be gentle and with a delicacy
reserved for my dear ones, I will chip away
the marble
revealing the beauty within


Monday, January 7, 2013

What does it mean that Jesus died for my sins?

I've been pondering the message of the cross lately.  I love some of the motivations Fr. Richard Rohr expresses regarding Jesus death representing the killing of the divisions between peoples of the day.  Galatians 3:28 says 'There is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.'  Rohr says He came to destroy the "my group versus your group thinking".  He came to create one new humanity (Ephesians). Doesn't that sound fabulous?  and impossible?

I have started to feel that the concept of Jesus dying for my sins means for me that I do not have to work so hard at eliminating my selfish ego all the while expanding my consciousness; that Him being fully human and fully God blurs the line for us too.  There is such freedom in this grace that's been given.  I can wake up and know that God has control and I can surrender the effort, finding ease.  Once again, I can create space between the one thinking the "less than" thoughts and the ONE watching, not judging.  One of the best ways for me to tune in to my inner divinity is through my yoga and meditation practice- aligning my personality with my soul's purpose.

Jesus may have died so that we don't have to kill off our egos, hating every part of us that isn't creative, inspiring, loving, forgiving, and perfect. Maybe the entire world isn't ready to embrace this new humanity as one, loving, whole, equal species but I am ready to embrace my being that way. We  have God's spirit within each and every one of us and an ego.  Can we make peace between the two, allowing them the space to  co-exist because  Jesus' life tells us that our humanity is not the opposite of our divinity, it  is the manifestation of it!!

Sunday, January 6, 2013

The epiphany station

why all the static
frenzy and commotion
yours are the hands, feet and heart

this path inclusive of all life's lessons
awareness holds the key to learn in this school
you are his body
make the connection
yours are the hands, feet and heart

attune your personality
to the smooth sounds of your soul station
to hear the lovely melody ripple forth
yours are the hands, feet and heart






















Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Unlikely partner

primal connection magnetized
drawn together in the natural
as energetic symbiosis
inseparable in a painful, blooming knot
of emotion
My Beloved's humor identified
in secrets revealed
a  beautiful, hidden agenda:
the unveiling of the Passiflora