Wednesday, November 30, 2016

make holy

Make holy that bit of life entrusted to you. I literally woke up today thinking about this beautiful phrase printed on a Thanksgiving card from years ago. It sounds like something St. Augustine might have said, but there wasn't any attribution. Could have been some soulful 21st century copywriter at the card company. Regardless, what an amazing call to action. What would that look like? Be like? And can I have all the time back that I haven't made holy? The truth is that we've all been entrusted with a bit of life - just a tiny microcosm in the great continuum. Making it holy is the one purpose worth pursuing, I think. These stamps on my December envelopes seem like a step in that direction. God will help me the rest of the way.

Sunday, November 27, 2016

Peace. Love. Advent.

Advent invites us to peace, love, hope, mystery, meaning and new life. Accepting this invitation amid the clatter and commercialism of the holiday season is the true gift of Christmas. All it takes it a little intention and a bit of awareness. Which is the purpose of the daily haikus I'll be posting here and on Instagram starting December first. Faithkus, as I like to call them. Just a few words, arranged with love, to ponder in the heart for a moment each day. But a moment is everything, because God is present and heaven is all around us. At Advent and always.  

Friday, November 25, 2016

like butterflies

Seldom can you literally see a season changing before your eyes, but today you can. It's the day after Thanksgiving and the leaves are swirling like butterflies. Like confetti. Like sparks from a campfire. In another week, the trees will be bare except for strings of holiday lights. But today, on this little corner of the world, coins are cascading down, blanketing the street in gold.

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

core question

Earth's Core by Zion Crump, 2016
Years ago I read that there's a question at the core of each of us, planted very early on, which we mostly unknowingly spend our whole lives attempting to answer. If I had one, I could not fathom what it was. But a gift of clarity recently arrived on my spiritual doorstep. I realized that what I've yearned to figure out for all these years is how to tend the soul, particularly when darkness encroaches. And the answer is becoming clearer after endless reading and reflection, some stupendous teachers and soul friends, a lifetime of church and a three-year program in Spiritual Direction. Not to mention decades of pure experience itself. What I've discovered is an iron-like vein of sadness at my core along with an uncanny ability to find joy in the mundane. My faith is rock strong. I can spot a soul-crusher a mile away, am not afraid of anything and find meaning in just about everything. As difficult as the digging is, it's important to uncover your core conundrum. Knowledge is power, power is energy. And it's all blessing.

Thursday, November 10, 2016

little thanksgivings

There's Thanksgiving Day and then there are mini-thanksgivings - moments and experiences that capture that rare, stars-aligned combination of warmth, wholeness, joy and peak gratitude that is Thanksgiving at its holiday best. I had one yesterday when a beloved friend invited five of us over to her new nest for quiche and carrot cake and heart conversation. With a tiny vase of pink roses at each setting. I looked around the table and felt a wave of the deepest gratitude. Also Monday night, making collages with the women living at the YWCA. Torn magazine pages, glue sticks, laughter, creativity, art, beauty and so much love. Then there was a wonderful letter and the sweetest phone call. All thanksgivings. And early this morning, outside in my robe with the dog. It was chilly and the light was Novembery soft. Fallen leaves were everywhere with a swath of pink sasanqua petals on the ground. It wasn't even a conscious thought - I simply felt Thanksgiving in my bones.

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

a give and take life

If you don't think abundance is a theme concocted in heaven, just look at the ground on a November day. In fact, this whole Thanksgiving month is an homage to abundance. So see ya later, scarcity: we are not buying your scared, stingy story line. If we need food, shelter or kindness, there are loving people who will help in every way. Likewise, when others need us, we help, we share, we give, we care. That's how we roll. That's the way we were created. How freeing it is to remember.