Friday, July 29, 2011

Summer Breeze

"There is nothing in the Holy
that is not being revealed
100 percent right now."
-Gerald Hair
After spending the entire day wrestling with technology
I had the pleasure of sitting by my bedroom slider tonight,
listening to the rustling leaves and melodic windchimes
as they moved in the evening breeze. It's amazing how
calming the sounds of nature can be to a cranky old soul
such as myself. And all it takes is my stopping what I'm
doing, and noticing that all is holy.
Then I began to hum that old Seals & Croft song -
"Summer breeze makes me feel fine -
blowing through the jasmine in my mind."
(or lavender for Sequimites)
It was a respite-filled moment.

photo of dungeness bridge

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Got Clotter?

"Clutter is stuck energy.
The word "clutter" derives from the Middle English word "clotter,"
which means to coagulate -
and that's about as stuck as you can get."
-Karen Kingston

There's a whole lot of coagulation going on in this photo!
(Expect more clutter quotes as I'm putting together a workshop
on Creating Sacred Space for August 20th in Port Townsend.)

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Zoe's Feast

Have you ever seen the film Babette's Feast?  It's the story of a French refugee arriving at the door of 2 elderly and austere Scandinavian spinsters to work as their housekeeper and cook.  Babette works quietly for years before winning 10000 francs in a French lottery and instead of using the money to move back to Paris she spends all of it on the creation of a sumptuous banquet to end all sumptuous banquests in order to show her appreciation for her hosts and their congregation. 

Well tonight I had the taste of a Babette in the making.  Her name is Zoe, and she is the 13 year old granddaughter of my friend Donna.  She spent 2 days preparing an amazing meal for us. We began with a lovely bruschetta appetizer and then sat down to the main meal of stuffed ravioli and bacon wrapped shrimp and spinach salad.  Did I mention that Zoe made the ravioli from scratch?  Did I also mention that she makes up her own recipes?

Then we finished with a dessert of raspberry mousse with our initials created in chocolate.  (Mine is sideways in the picture.)  All I kept thinking was "Holy Food for Holy People" could taste the love.  And it was definitely a Eucharistic moment.  Thank you Zoe for sharing your creative gift.  May your passion for preparing such feasts continue as you bless all those who partake of such a grace as this.

Monday, July 18, 2011

If you can just keep your head...or not

One of the best parts of owning a Statuary
is that I can bring the orphans home.
I'm not sure why I like these three so much
but they make for pleasant company.

And they give a whole new meaning to Rudyard Kipling's poem, "If"....
"If you can keep your head when all about you
are losing theirs and blaming it on you;"

Thursday, July 14, 2011

befriending doubt

"Of course I have doubt.
I invite her over for dinner and then I send her on her way. I've befriended her.
If I'm an artist living an artist's life, doing these things,
then of course I will be visited by doubt.
If not, there would be something wrong.
She's my recurring house guest."
- Edward Field

Source: quoted in Writing and the Spiritual Life by Patrice Vecchione

from a recent inward/outward.

Monday, July 11, 2011

it's a small world after all

"The world is becoming smaller now,
to the degree that all parts of the world
are obviously part of yourself.
Thus, destruction of your enemy is
destruction of yourself."

- The Dalai Lama

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Seed Throwing

Today's Gospel reading from Matthew was the familiar
Parable of the Sower and the Seed.
Do you recall the story of the seeds being tossed
upon all sorts of surfaces?
No decent farmer would plant seeds in rocks or thorns.
So was the sower ignorant of proper planting techniques? Wasteful?
Or just extravagantly Loving in allowing those seeds to land
where the wind blew,
knowing that one day there would be an abundant harvest?
Be ye a seed thrower this week.
You just can't give away too much of God's love!

art: Sadao Watanabe 1913-1996

Friday, July 8, 2011

spiral radiance

"May we be true to the creative life
you Breathe into us every moment
and may we live
in the spiral radiance of your love

-Dennis Rivers: 3rd stanza from
"A Prayer of Saint Francis of the Allegorian Galaxy"

Thursday, July 7, 2011

off the path...

"When we are doing something because it is expected of us,
or to please somebody else,
or because we are afraid of somebody else,
we become further alienated from a sense of living authentically.
If we just keep living out a role that we know well,
the cost of that is to become increasingly cut off
from that which is in the collective unconscious;
that which not only nourishes us, but also provides the raw material
that allows us to mess up.
Very often in transition periods, that's exactly what is called for,
a change by going through chaos,
of losing the way,
of being lost in the forest for some time
before we get through and find our path again."
- Jean Shinoda Bolen

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Cell Rage

No matter how mindful, holy, or present I can possibly be it all goes to hell in a handbasket after spending an hour and a half being transferred 6 times at Verizon Wireless.  Where is my compassion?  Well it flew out the window after the first hour of being told that my call was important and that the next available operator would take care of my needs.  Did I mention the 3 hang-ups?   I'd like to see His Holiness the Dalai Lama deal with a phone tree and keep his cool, know what I mean?

P.S. I have to admit the operator that is now helping me is wonderful and apologetic about all the transfers.  And yes, I am treating him kindly, which is always an amazing feat for an "8"........

Saturday, July 2, 2011

one can never receive too many blessings

"May the Maker's blessing be yours,
encircling you round
above you
within you.

May the angels' blessing be yours
and the joy of the saints
to inspire you
to cherish you.

May the Son's blessing be yours,
the wine and the water,
the bread and the stories
to feed you
to remind you.

May the Spirit's blessing be yours,
the wind, the fire,
the still small voice
to comfort you
to disturb you.

And may my own blessing be yours -
a blessing rooted in our common pilgrimage,
the blessing of a friend."

The Pattern of Our Days,
Worship in the Celtic Tradition
from the Iona Community
edited by K. Galloway
p. 157
photo of Iona Abbey