Tag: God
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To Believe
You see this landthis place with weeds and dandelions, of earthworms, of beetles, of stones, moss and seeds?This is what we are meant to believe. Not something with our minds to grasp, to calculate in maths, or with moppy music to memorizebut something with our musclesthe memory of movements etched into our membranesour fingers and…
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Presence in Pain
Holy motherThe one who nurtures us in her wombBirther of the rocks, the pebbles, the pedals and all the people placed and knitted into this world. This world. A world full of complexities, of creatures and creativity. There is so much to live for in the beauty of these crevices. We can feel it in…
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Forget
We forget Too often how beloved we are. Like a mother chid connection. Like the womb we are born from. We are knit seamlessly by beloved energy, eroding our hatred, our fear and our dualities of destructive ideas of difference. Don’t forget The yarn, the needle, the wrinkly delicate hands born from another woman’s bosom…
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What if?
So many wasted years, learning to use, control the brain, mold it, bend it, brainwash, praise and strain it. To work and work it, hit it against the wall until the obstacle breaks, Brute strength. The coldness of its cement, ‘crisp and clear’ they say,but it led my spirit into fear. Fear of my heart…
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Bow down, sow here
(A response to Galatians 6: 1-17) Bend down lower, right down to your knees, feel the ground, the dirt, the worms, the matter of you and me. See how it holds magic and mystery as it grows and produces, see how the brown and the wet is the earth’s golden juices. You could almost drink…
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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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Magic
Since I have started this new job as a group facilitator for seniors, I have been run off my feet. The work itself is not tiring. In fact, it’s when I’m able to do the work that I can slow down and be filled with life. It’s all the other things that get in the…
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Trinity Sunday
Trinity Sunday was last Sunday and it was a day that marked, coincided and complimented the start of Pentecost. The spirit is with us, it is always with us, it has always been with us. The recognition of this doctrine that the church has deduced from our scripture (the term ‘Trinity’ isn’t actually in the…
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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 