by Rev Alisha

Tag: spirituality

  • This ash

    This ash

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    This ashdid not appear out of nowhereit was picked up in the depths of the deepin the darknessand thenwith the breath of the belovedit was brought to beauty again. This ashdid not magically appear out of nothing.somethinghad to burnsomethinghad to dieto make the life of sea and skyof you and I. This ashwas the life…

  • the body is the epiphany

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    As we continue in our season of Epiphany, a season of pointing to Jesus’ divinity, we come to a story that reveals Jesus’ authority when, on the Sabbath day in Capernaum, he enters a synagogue in Mark 1:21-28. Here we see that Jesus teaches in a way that astounds his listeners, teaching them things not…

  • Unfollowing Fundamentalism

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    When I moved to Australia, I was given the opportunity to start fresh again. To wipe the slate clean of the old ties I had to my evangelical world and to meet people who were more in line with my politics, my spirituality and my passions. And so began the massive (literal) witch hunt to…

  • The Goddess’s Prayer

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    Mama, infuser of Heaven on EarthHallowed by your Arms of Wonder and Warmth.May this Home be our Home,as we open to the Sacredness in its Simplicity. Give us nourishment to live into this reality.Help us let go of the toxicity separating ourselves from othersfrom our own selves.A toxicity that eludes us from this reality.Lead us…

  • Hello to Death

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    When death comes to your doorat the end of daywhat treasures will you hand over to him? I’ll bring my full soul before him. I’ll not send him away empty-handedthe day he comes to my door… All the treasures I’ve gatheredduring my lifelong preparationI’m now arranging for the last dayto give it all to death…

  • It’s time.

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    I have a small balcony, with a handful of plants that have been growing sporadically or not at all. The thyme, which has lasted for over a year, is almost dead. There is one small strand of green left on the thyme that I keep watering it, fully knowing that it will not come back…

  • 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.…

  • Wild Spirit

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    What is rising in you? Today is the beginning of the longest season in our Christian calendar: Pentecost. Today marks the day where spirit is breathed into the matter of you and in me and brings life, prophecy and deep dreaming to our bones and our flesh. Today is the fulfilment of what the life,…

  • 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…

  • 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…