Tag: art
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Lions, Sparrows, Doves
Lions, Sparrows, DovesThey know. Do you?The truth, tucked deep, down inside?That running towards the headlines, text books, bachelor degrees, that Masters, those PhDs, the sophisticated language that trips up those lesser than me, has become our idol. Reliant on knowledge and in fear of vulnerable Wisdom.For Wisdom, she knows what is true, the body, the…
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Monday morning and dead poets.
Arriving. Coming to consciousness in the crisp, new airthat isMonday. No one seems to care or wants to wake up to the conscious absurdity of six o’clock mornings and business-like conformity. Is this the sum total of our lives? Or can we step outside the rat race before our soul dies? Or do we become…
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You are raindrop
You are breath. Breathing the landscape, the city scrapers and the office papers. You are breath. Breathing out the energy, the wonder that makes the inhale even possible. You are not one speck of sand amongst the endless piles, you are the raindrop that falls amongst the whole of the ocean breathing in and breathing…
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Hope in the Divine Feminine
(A response to Psalm 30) I remember a time not far from my mind when it was cold, damp and empty above me, below me, in front and behind. A time when I was surrounded by the suffocating smog when our greed, waste and suffering was human’s repeating monologue. It was just a moment ago…
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Can you feel her?
(A response to Proverbs 8:1-4, 22-31) Rising morning light whispers through the quilted covers,Illuminating bone and skin like a dreaming, endless summer. These first conscious breaths fill the soul with deep awakening, grown from deep wisdom, solemn ritual, the spirit’s constant enlightening. Maybe here under covers in the heat of the sun’s first glowis where…
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Pentecost, Shavuot
The season of Pentecost occurs 7 weeks after Easter when, in Acts 2, the spirit of God came into all the people. Yesterday, Sunday June 9th, marked the beginning of this season. I particularly like that the English translations say the rush of wind came from heaven and not that it ‘descended’ from heaven. There…
by Rev Alisha 