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within the girdle of these walls

Let us find solace within the girdle of these walls…
Let us bring ourselves to a steady rhythm……
Holding ourselves through the struggles and obstacles that lay before us…..
Slow ourselves… and perceive the pitfalls that can be circumnavigated….
With the calm mind and heart…. We bring ourselves to those difficulties…
Know that they have no place within these walls….
But let us be ready, ready to listen to other voices, voices of fragility, frailty, and confusion…
May we be able to counsel those whose heart and mind are vexed,
May we be able to whisper words of comfort that will set their minds and hearts to rest,
May we be able to share a burden and navigate them safely through the difficult times ahead.
May we be blessed in prayer to hear the spirit of God…..
May we be blessed in reflection to hear words of ancient wisdom that echo in your being…..
May we be blessed in reason to know our own mind, and walk

confidently

greater than the flaws

May our being be focused on the identity of community, May our relationships weave in and out, A tremendous tapestry! Creating an image of kindness… May the colours be bold, strong and tender. May it be imperfect….. May there be missing threads….. May we smiles at the accidents that made this image…. May we work together to weave in and out, To create an image of healing, To fix the brokenness or to hold it….. May you be blessed with the power of attempting…. May you see the wonder of mistakes, May you be in an abundance of patience and be able to step back! For the image is greater than the flaws you focus on.

Glory to God in the highest

The star-filled sky shined with glory and we rode through the night... What we will say will not be a story and there they sat around a campsite. 
They were tired, hungry and marginalized,  We came from out of the darkness... and they were wide-eyed and demoralized, We lifted our voices to show we were harmless. 
Glory to God in the highest we cried,  and on earth peace among those with whom he is, pleased!  We pointed to the town where he will be born... and into the darkness, we messengers did leave. 
And the men who tendered the sheep had hope in their heart for their guide, as they entered, the spirit of God was asleep, but awoke when the poor were fully inside! 











garments of love

Let us come together in prayer…. We are fashioned by the winds of circumstance, We are fashioned by the winds of regret and loss. We have clothed ourselves in the victories we fought for, We have clothed ourselves in the losses which we hide from others.
The masks we wear hide the pain and sorrow, They adorn the self we project to the world…
Be careful you don’t project hostility, anger, and jealousy…. Tread carefully that your ways don’t disturb the paths of others…..
Tread carefully that your ways do disturb the paths of those who cause harm.....
Too often in this world, we wish to make our mark, Make our stamp of success.
Too often we think of ourselves and only ourselves…. The image of the self is perfect.
We find excuses to excuse our ways, so we don’t become responsible, Are the garments of irresponsibility always in our wardrobe?
Too often we find ourselves lost with other concerns….
But may you adorn yourself with something radical and old. May you be blessed to know…

Mercy

when is this mercy given?
...................................and to whom? 
a forgiveness with authority.  a compassionate rest of the hand on your shoulder. a wise smile followed by "It's done..... 
But......but.....followed "but"

a head lay slumped.....,
I wouldn't mind fractured bones,
I wouldn't mind a scared face and body,
I wouldn't mind.........
A broken body and I won't mind....
the Divine Mother Father will define me by them.....

Words have a longing and lasting effect....
They rip into your soul......

Please be gentle........

A ripped heart is tied to your essence....
Your essence is tied to God....
Your words are spoken to the divine....
the pain we feel is the suffering of the divine mingled with our essence....

Hold the suffering, with God
Hold the words, with God
Hold the pain....................
Allow God to heal the torn and fragile ego.

I raise my head and pull those nails from the cross...
rise again, rise again, rise again!

Mercy be…

Creation

Thine eyes look in wonder, delight and full of curiosity,
to the grand illustrious sparkling garden of the universe,
I stand on this beautiful terrain with all the seasons in my being,
the horizon graces my position and I need to know the becoming and departing....

Then with unknowing knowing Humanity created God.

But what of this object that is wrapped around this mortal coil,
this shape, this image, I had no part in creating, it has no part of what sings inside!
This object that I have to travel all my days, is it a vehicle for this journey only?
And that which created God, the unknowing knowing was created before all.....

Then with knowing the unknowing, Humanity knew its Soul,

and with that our purpose....

Prayer of Knowing

Spirit divine, come to us and bless our presence in this world,
May we have space and time to reflect, May we be blessed with wisdom for others and not entirely our self, May we be blessed with vision which sees beyond our self, May we be blessed with a patient mind.... allowing time for others. 
May we consider the values of others before our self, May we be open to other interpretations, perceptions, and alternatives....
May we know that the rules of this world have been written and can be unwritten, May we be aware that we have a purpose here in our community and in this world..... May we be aware of the power we have... to grant mercy to those around us, this is the greatest of our gifts.....
May we be gentle to those we meet.... you do not know the pain that resides in the hearts and minds of others....

May we be blessed to have access to the deep self, the still quiet voice of God in our conscious - guiding us on the path that we have taken..... 
Amen