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3 more days of 2012!

Resurrection

These are the last days of the year
I feel like I want to slow them down
Drain them dry
Not sure why
First time i’ve had this feeling
Between Christmas
and a New Year
Usually I can’t wait
for the page to turn
Im always ready for
the bright shiny new year
To come and bring new things
Shimmering with possibility
Glimmering with potential
Empty slate-start over time
This year I feel these last few days of 2012
Are important for me
To grasp
In ways Ive never felt before
In three days a lot can happen
A death and burial
Even, on occasion,
a resurrection

AL 12/27/12

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At Christmas time we think of the “Christ child,” though we know nothing of Jesus’ childhood. But there is this: Luke says when Jesus was twelve, when his family went to the temple in Jerusalem they accidentally left him behind. After three days they found him, in the temple.

Insert your own funny family story here of the kid being left somewhere (ours is a gas station). But wait― three days? Clearly, this is not a biographical story, but a symbolic one. It’s a story about losing and finding, being with and without, separation and reunion. In the Bible three days is not chronological time, it’s symbolic time: Abraham and Isaac on the mountain… Jonah in the whale… Jesus in the tomb. Three days means loss and transformation, death and resurrection. And it comes at Christmas time.

Because Christ comes to us to be with us in our death. Christ comes to us because we are broken hearted. The peace and joy of Christmas is not just for fun, but because we need it. We need the healing for our sorrows, the mercy in our terror, the company in our wanderings. Christ comes to be with us because we are lost, and searching, and alone. Sometimes, like his parents, we feel like we have lost the Holy Child with us or within us. We feel death’s shadow. But the good news is that we haven’t lost God; we are not alone; death does not have the last word. The light of Christmas shines on those who dwell in darkness and in the shadow of death.

For many people the ribbons of Christmas are braided with sorrow. And this year it has been for us, too. My wife Beth’s youngest sister Paula passed away suddenly and unexpectedly last weekend, two days before Christmas. Family is gathered, yet sundered, both lost and united. We have been more aware than usual that the promise of Christmas is not happy times; the promise is that God is with us, even in the sorrowful times. Sometimes we have to search for three days to know it. But when we return to the sacred center, we find that it is we who have wandered, who have not seen the presence of God. We are not alone. And death never has the last word.

There will be sorrows and fears; there will be times when we feel without God. But “after three days”―beyond the appearances of time and space― we will be reunited with the Beloved, and we will find ourselves in a holy place.

This Christmas pray for all those who do not yet see light in their lives, who are in sorrow, or searching and feel alone.

Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
http://www.unfoldinglight.net

it’s your life! have an adventure!!!

Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been. Sleep out alone under the stars. Learn how to drive a stick shift. Go so far away that you stop being afraid of not coming back. Say no when you don’t want to do something. Say yes if your instincts are strong, even if everyone around you disagrees. Decide whether you want to be liked or admired. Decide if fitting in is more important than
finding out what you’re doing here. Believe in kissing.
– Eve Ensler

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distractions

I am signed up to get a lot of daily, weekly, occasional inspiring emails. There is sooooo much out there which is inspiring and uplifting and many of these emails are so great. They help me focus, start my day with new and wonderful thoughts and also make me think about my life,challenge me to continue to learn, stay aware of who I am and how I have decided to live my life and keep me open to all sorts of points of view. Yet, they can also be a distraction from actually getting things done. I always have to make sure they are in their place and not keeping me from my work or my life, but enhancing both of those things.

A couple of days ago, one of my very favorite poets of all time, and my spiritual mentor, Steve Garness-Holmes talked about busyness in his poem post on the subject of Advent called Pregnant Pause, here is a little of his amazing insight (read full post at www.unfoldinglight.net )

We are in a hurry. We drive fast, even up to a red light. We hate standing in line. We “keep busy.” We’re like kids whining int he back seat, “Are we there yet?”

Well, we are there yet.  We are here now.  But we’re so busy being busy, and whining about it, that we don’t notice. Our busyness is not fruitfulness; it’s fear.  We’re afraid of the stillness, afraid of the dark, afraid of what might come up in the silence. We’re afraid of not being in control and of being dependent, afraid of not knowing.  We keep busy to stay unconscious.

Advent invites us into the dark, into the silence, into wakefulness.  It is a time of preparing, yes, but also of waiting.  Just sitting.  Doing nothing, just being.  It’s like being pregnant.  God is doing miraculous things in us, and in the world, and there’s nothing we can do to make it happen or hasten.  Like Mary, we just wait. Not wanting the child to be born prematurely, we wait the whole term. We enter into the mystery of not being in control, the darkness of trusting what is coming without seeing it, the silence of listening for what is beyond words. We enter into the stillness of paying attention. And we “wait upon the Lord.”

Each day, give some time to pause. Be free of the attachments of this world. Step out of the prison of busyness, the chains of having to justify yourself.  Let go and be still.  Deep within, let the miraculous child come to you.  Wake up in the dark.  Watch and listen.  Trust what is coming.  Don’t be afraid to wait. Perhaps then the day—even today—will not catch you unexpectedly like a trap but unwrap itself like a long-awaited gift.

Yesterday, in another inspiring daily note, one of my top favorites, Mastin Kipp, and his blog The Daily Love ( http://thedailylove.com/ ) talked about distractions and what it distracting from really stepping into our purpose.

There are SO many excuses that can distract us from our calling!

Here are some:

Facebook

Twitter

Instagram

Email

Over giving to others

Making other people more important than ourselves

Watching TV

Too much socializing

Eating

Drinking

Sleeping

Drugs

Toxic relationships

Putting things off until tomorrow!

There is a rich gift within you that the world NEEDS you to give us. You don’t even recognize your power or importance. But it’s there and it’s waiting to be born. And the thing is that the world will not tell you this – only the subtle whisper within you does. And perhaps a good friend or two. Or an inspiring book or story that you read.

But in order to create this gift, in order to give birth to it… YOU must let go of all distractions.

Seriously, how much time do you spend on the above things? And how much time do you spend ACTUALLY creating or giving your gift?

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This bring anything into focus for you? It has for me! I believe you can have anything you want, but not everything you want! It’s up to me to choose what I want to create! then focus and do it! Good stuff!!!!!

The art of just being

And did you get what you wanted from this life even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on this earth.
– Raymond Carver

Our modern version of the sacrifice— the ritual action performed over and over again in order to deal with our inadequacy before God —is not the slaughter of animals, but our busyness.  Some little god in us, some demanding voice, believes that we need to accomplish, control and experience a lot of things. We need to make ourselves useful.  We need to cover the sacrificial altar of our lives with all that we’ve done.  We are afraid that that little god in us would be displeased if we just sat there. 

But we are set free from that.  We don’t have to do everything.  We don’t have to rush around.  We don’t have to over-function, overachieve, over-schedule. In fact, we don’t have to do anything.  We’ve already been perfected and made holy (“sanctified”). We can stop the slaughter of the innocent animal of our time and mindfulness. 

Look at Christ: he not only gave up his ministry (think what miracles he could have done had he escaped the cross!), but he gave up his life, not to accomplish, but to simply be. And though his doing ended in death, his being went right on beyond death.  That’s how free we are: like those who have already died and gone to heaven, we don’t have to do anything.  Just be. We don’t have to offer the sacrifice of doing again and again.  It turns out that an infinite number of angels can dance on the head of a pin, but they’re not that driven.

Yeah, I know, I have a lot on my to-do list, too.  But don’t forget the one sacred thing on your to-be list. If we take time every day to remember that our holy calling is to be, not to do, then the things we do will be holy, and not so neurotic. We don’t have to crowd our whole life onto the head of a pin: we have space to dance all over heaven.

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net

as much as you want

All the greatest things you have done,
with those of all the masters,
are little purple berries
on the end of bare branches
that songbirds come and eat
and then migrate far,
strong and beautiful.

All the mistakes you ever made
fall like leaves and rot
in God’s good dark earth
until, after time and regret
and a winter of letting go,
it all becomes rich, black soil.

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
http://www.unfoldinglight.net

Nov 12
This is a time of abundance in your life. Your cup runneth over with blessings. After plodding uphill for several weeks, you are now traipsing through lush meadows drenched in warm sunshine. I want you to enjoy to the full this time of ease and refreshment. I delight in providing it for you.
Sometimes my children hesitate to receive My good gifts with open hands. Feelings of false guilt creep in, telling them they don’t deserve to be so richly blessed. This is nonsense – thinking, because no one deserves anything from Me. My kingdom is not about earning and deserving; it’s about believing and receiving.
When a child of Mine balks at accepting My gifts, I am deeply grieved. When you receive My abundant blessings with a grateful heart, I rejoice. My pleasure in giving and your pleasure in receiving flow together in joyous harmony.
Psalm 23:5; John 3:16; Luke 11:9-10; Romans 8:32
Jesus Calling: enjoying peace in His presence
Sarah Young

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wishing you a lovely day

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for love of leaves

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leave subsides to leaf .
So Eden sank to grief, …

So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
– Robert Frost
Once again, more beautiful words and thoughts from Ann Voskamp –

All summer, the chlorophyll of the leaf, all that green, absorbs the sun and releases food and it this cycle of chlorophyll that cloaks the leaves’ pure colors.

Shalom kneels under the pear tree, picks herself a yellow leaf, gold for a pocket.

I finger the edge of a scarlet one.

“But come the fall of the year, come November —  the chlorophyll ebbs. And the green dims.”

Shalom holds up an ember leaf.

“And there it is — the leaf’s true colors!”

Shalom whispers, bowed over her gilded leaf — “You mean this leaf was always this colour?”

And I nod.

All this brilliance, all this God glory — it is always here.

But life can blind and truth can hide in plain sight and the ways of God burn underneath everything.

Life has blinding cycles of its own — but our God is always blazing glory.

And when you whisper thanks to God — you glimpse the glory of God and pure grace colors your world.

And I pick up a pen to thank through the fall days.

And the dark ebbs and the shadows dim –

and all the trees and the thankful ignite with the true colours of the glorious now.

A Holy Experience
http://www.aholyexperience.com/

election and beyond

Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory.

No matter what choices we make today,
what wisdom or folly we give authority,
what greed or compassion we give voice,
what prophets or scoundrels we give power,
no matter who wins and loses,
God is at work in the world,
and the world belongs wholly to God.

Our work and our choices matter,
and God uses them as a master uses tools;
but God also has far greater, unseen powers,
at work in the world beyond our knowing,
before whom all our laws and leaders are puny.
Whatever dreams or fears we empower today
it will not be enough:
we have neither saved nor ended the world.
Grace will abide; and the work will go on:
the gentle man with holes in his hands
will continue to feed the hungry and heal the sick
and tear down the scaffolding of evil,
will continue to die with the outcast
and rise with healing in his wings
and his children in his arms,
and will continue to call his laborers
into the field to lay their hands
on the great harvest of life.

Make your choices today (and everyday),
and cry out with the voice of peace and mercy.
And trust that greater by
than all our human triumphs and suffering,
greater than our nations
and the walls be build around them
is the Realm of one whose power and glory
is infinite, the steady, healing hand of One
whose very name is Love.

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
http://www.unfoldinglight.net

Happy Mindful Writing Day: Nov 1st

Writing Small Stones is just downright good!
A tiny song within a thoughtful poem of well-placed words
strung together like a ribbon of twinkle lights
calling us to the party –
there will be dancing

http://www.writingourwayhome.com/
http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/

it’s all about today!

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