Emily Dickinson… John the Baptist… “Their wild words help me survive a wild world.” ~Pádraig Ó Tuama
Happy Birthday (Dec. 10, 1830), Emily Dickinson!
Somehow I imagine the Spirit and all the hosts of heaven going wild as Emily put her pen to paper. I would dare to say that even within the Trinity there was great celebration and surprise over her work.
Friends: I wholeheartedly recommend this reading to you – http://mailchi.mp/eae74a36da96/december-10-pdraig-tuama
Renewal of Creation
Renewal of Life
Renewal of Sight
Renewal of Hope
Renewal of Spirit
A friend recently described one of the images above as a “visual mantra” … a partnering of words that was very pleasing to my soul.
Inspired by prayers written by Rev. Melissa Johnson Bills for the Tenth Triennial Gathering of the Women of the ELCA, it’s my hope that working on the images is preparing me for the “All Anew” theme of the Gathering.
“Break down in me the barricades of death / And tear the veil in two with your last breath.” ~from Malcolm Guite’s poem, Cleansing the Temple, https://malcolmguite.wordpress.com/2017/04/11/holy-week-tuesday-cleansing-the-temple-4/
I am fascinated by the concept of the veil, that thing that separates, being torn and revealing… I don’t know… the Christ mystery (?) that holds all things together in a different (unimaginable?) way.
And further, somehow Malcolm’s words “with your last breath” cause me to wonder about breath pointing us toward the practice of tearing the veil ~ not only “last” as in “final”… also last as in previous, the breath that just happened without any fanfare.
“All suffering cries out to God and elicits divine compassion and community.” ~Richard Rohr’s Daily Meditation
Lord, hear our cry and have mercy.
“So quickly, without a moment’s warning, does the miraculous swerve and point to us, demanding that we be its willing servant.” ~Mary Oliver, Upstream
‘liminal moments’ ~ those moments when the little hairs on our arms rise, when goose bumps appear, when tears well up
“Being part of the cosmic dance can only be known experientially.” ~Richard Rohr
Finisterre… a place of wild imagination!
another image for “the [un]welcome truth” Advent series at Woodland Park Presbyterian in Seattle
The pastor asked that the images brightened as the Advent journey continued.
Joel 2:28: I will pour out my spirit on all flesh, your sons and daughters shall prophesy,
your old shall dream dreams, and your young shall see visions.
Hovering Spirit lavishing glimpses of wholeness, how is it that some words etch a connective memory so deeply?
-notes from Kayla McClurg’s “Waiting for the Light” devotional
This week I am sharing journaling images that were part of last year’s Journaling through Advent experience, images that were created and never shared. I’m in the process of gathering another group this year. Might you be interested in joining me? Check it out here: http://www.grunewaldguild.com/upcoming/journaling-through-advent.