by Rev Alisha

Tag: God

  • The Yin Within

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    Climb up the mountainwith every stepcloser to the cloud of unknowingundoing everything you ever thought you knewundoing everything you try to hold ontooh malice and measure, the monotony, the manipulative madnessof man, of male, masculinity and misogynyall this energyand enter into the cloud of unknowingits darknessas night fallsand moonlight starts to draw you into its…

  • Fear of Flying

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    My biggest fear is not being heardfluttering aroundbuilding nests with twigs I found from this ground Myselfsinging loudlysinging proudlylike the birds we take for grantedpart of the furniture of this worldwe barely notice anymorethe miracle, the magic, the musicof flying. I lied: my biggest fear is flyingSoaring through the skyshining like silk shimmering in the…

  • This Fish Bowl

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    I haven’t written in a while. It’s bee hard to articulate and respond to the world through poetry or prose as Melbourne went into stage 4 lock-down last Monday. I have found myself lost trying to figure out what’s happening in the mood or energy of this city and the mood and energy within myself.…

  • “In God we live and move and have our being” – Acts 17:28

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    I remembera time when she was lost in rhymeskipping rope,singing loudly, dancing proudlycollecting snails in jarsskipping and running just to see how farshe could go.When she would lay down in grassall covered with snowBuilding snow forts, hanging Christmas lights all aglowDreaming of Santa and presents in sleighand when the snow would melt awayshe would race…

  • I AM the way

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    This day, this seasonof leaves falling to the groundred on orange on browndeep down there is but a flickering flameof something I cannot name. So I keep tucked awaynot knowing what happens after todaytrying to keep warm.as winter slowly dawns. But the tears can’t stop fallingand I can’t stop callingfor help, for the wayin the…

  • United and Tied: A Tribute to Saint Francis

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    You who lives and breathes in the heartbeat of a tired horse, in the flutter of a black-throated finch and in the deep dark eyes of a Tasmanian Devil. You who has no bounds, who neither lives far away and high above nor hidden in the complexities and competition of intellect and cognition. You who…

  • Praying Without Words

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    Letting the sun of spring hit my faceonly reminds me of the goodness that is always heredeep within me when I remember to slow my pace. So I treasure the sound of rustling leaves as the gum trees sway.And in this wind I remember to pray. Not the ‘Dear God’ words I was taught when…

  • Lazarus’ Sores

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    A response to Luke 16:19-31 It is never a bad time to call out the wealthy, the one percent, the winners in society but today, with Greta Thunberg and the rest of our restless prophets and activists standing up for our earth, it is particularly fitting to not only point our fingers at them but…

  • Time Deconstructed

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    In the beginningIt was wilda whimsical dance like water waltzing in the wind we were surrounded by this warm liquid, whirling in the wombWe were blind, deaf and dumbnot wholly ourselves and not wholly our mom’s. we were but whispers of possibilitynot yet penetrated, permeatednot yet fabricated. We were still dust of the earthWaitingto be…

  • Emerge

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    All will emerge they say… Who are they anyway?Those mystics, philosophers, musicians and artistswho wonder and dream and sit still on grass planes… All will emerge If I just sit as stilland watch the world flutter by If onlyIsathere. All will emerge If I let myself join in this fluttering symphonyand remain free within meLike…