Week 1 Darkness and waiting
A prayer room is like prayer itself, a womb, waiting to receive and embrace, to implant you deeply in its richness, to give freely of its inflowing nurture, to support your growth. It simply waits for you to enter. The womb that is waits to be enlivened by your being, to [...]
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the weeks- advent 2004
Posted in advent 2004, the weeks on January 1, 2005 | Leave a Comment »
shades of gray
Posted in advent 2004, poems, pre 2005 poetry, shades of gray on December 14, 2004 | Leave a Comment »
Shades of gray
the world of black and white it seems
has drifted
in the fog
into so many shades of grey
this cloud of unknowing
leaving me adrift
with nothing solid upon which
i can stand.
and the light, which at last I can see
completely surrounding me,
has become too profound in its diffusion
for [...]
advent desire
Posted in advent 2004, advent desire, poems, prayer poems on November 24, 2004 | Leave a Comment »
oh,
but that we could come to see your face
upon the face of every child,
but that our countenances would alight with recognition
at the coming of your promise within every birth.
oh, that every mother, pregnant with the child, would see the angel, hear the whisper,
be filled with awe at being filled with [...]
Elizabeth’s diary
Posted in advent 2004, elizabeth's diary on October 15, 2004 | Leave a Comment »
Elizabeth’s diary
Mary came to visit me today and I have been blessed. It has been so long since I have seen her, but when she pulled the veil down from her face, hung her robe and turned to greet me, instantly, I knew. I knew that she had heard it too and, at once, my [...]
mary, mary quite contrary
Posted in mary quite contrary on October 13, 2004 | Leave a Comment »
Oh Mary,
Come to me. Oh please come.
Come as song or whisper.
Come as earth or sea, as voice or vision, child or crone…. but come, for I have much to ask of you.
Teach to me your wisdom, grant to me your courage, whisper unto me your hope.
Tell me. What was it like for you?
How long did [...]
meeting mary– the morning after
Posted in advent 2004, mary, the morning after on October 12, 2004 | Leave a Comment »
meeting mary–the morning after
It is still so hard for me to believe, the things she whispered to me
last
night. It feels like a dream. For so long, I have been told in so many
ways
that it is unacceptable to be the way I am. My family, my village, my
religious leaders, all have scorned me and I have [...]
meeting mary
Posted in advent 2004, meeting mary on October 8, 2004 | Leave a Comment »
my name is mary. i live here in the village, in the house at the edge of town. the people of the village seldom see me, perhaps they vaguely recall that i am here, for i seldom come outdoors. i like it here inside my house of adobe brick, the cool grayness (even in the [...]
