Ponder the egg shaped buds blossoming into leaves and blooms. May you find the Divine signature within.
Watching Spring unfold is a beautiful metaphor for the Easter season. May new hope unfold in you just as Spring does after a long winter.
There is much to learn in the seasons of the church year even for not so churchy people. With patience and persistence it calls us into movements of heart, like passion week calls us into tending to our sorrows. Being called to mourning is an existential task. No religion can do it for us. It cannot be mere theater that we watch. But religion can help us to be reminded and can provide for us an occasion. There is no resurrection, no new beginning without the deep mourning of the old, without letting go what we loved so dearly, without mourning our losses.
The gift of Lent is practicing the luminous in everyday living. Let us expand our image of fasting, almsgiving, and prayer and use them as ways to open us to the divine in our daily routine.
Consider the phrase “luminous darkness.” What does that look like-shining, shimmering, reflecting, glossy, black? Where do we find that deep, rich black that shines and illuminates? Or consider “generative darkness.” Who brings us that deep, fecund, nourishing dark soil? In this Lenten time of repentance, our guest writer, Marian McKone offers us these images of darkness as a corrective to our limited stereotypes of dark and light. She draws us gently towards the darkness as a positive image of nourishment and clarity of vision, and provides us with inspiring examples of luminous and generative people of color.
What if we would see our Lenten journey as a wonderful invitation instead a time of penitence? A time to discover our deep longing and yearning, to create space to invite the voice of Life to speak? Maybe in the hot, dry, dizzying place of the desert we might see beauty, discover life lessons from nature and unearth sustenance from simple things. Maybe in our thirst we will experience moments of Oneness and explore who we are and whose we are.
This week our midweek blessing comes in the words of Hildegard of Bingen.
🌿Dear fellow traveler,
I am looking forward to our Kierkegaard Masterclass starting this Saturday. I have designed this class especially with learners from helping, healing, teaching, pastoral and spiritual professions in mind, wounded healers, educators and existential seekers :-) Because neither my studies in psychology nor philosophy nor theology taught me what a little book of Kierkegaard taught me about the human self, the anatomy of despair and the journey towards the deeper self….