Reflection for October 19, 2011

It seems to me that if a little flower could speak, it would simply tell what God has done for it without trying to hide its blessings. It would not say, under the pretext of false humility, that it is not beautiful or without perfume, that the sun has taken away its splendor and the storm has broken its stem when it knows that all this is untrue. The flower about to tell her story rejoices at having to publish the totally gratuitous gifts of Jesus. She knows that nothing in herself was capable of attracting the divine glances, and God's mercy alone brought about everything that is good to her.

St. Therese of Lisieux

Reflection for October 12, 2011

Ours is a shape-shifting God,

a shit disturber,

insisting that we take

another look

anytime we refuse

to see the truth

or imagine that we

have things figured out.

This Holy One invites us

to find the light and love

in the darkest places

and holds us always

in the heart of healing.

Nancy Gibbs Richard

Reflection for October 5, 2011

JVR

The poem is translated by M. Aryanpoor as:

Human beings are members of a whole,

In creation of one essence and soul.

If one member is afflicted with pain,

Other members uneasy will remain.

Saadi

Reflection for September 28, 2011

Meditation

Sitting in Stillness

Listening within

Waking up

Staying awake

Being here right now

With the presence of the Divine

Getting more aware of the Essence within

Feeling the deep connection to all that is

Letting go and letting God

“All is like it is and is not”

And all is well.

Om /Amen

Namaste,

H.G.

Words to the sculpture:

She is sitting in the presence of the Sacred

She is a fountain and when there is no water

She is a container for roses, flowers and love.

Reflection for September 21, 2011

Choose Life,

only that and always,

and at whatever risk.

To let Life leak out,

to let it wear away by the mere passage of time,

to withhold giving it and spreading it,

is to choose

nothing.

Sr. Helen Kelley

Prisms Yearbook 1974, CND/NDNU

Music: Aran Boat Song, Traditional;

Four Seasons, Vivaldi: Winter–Largo, Summer–Presto

Reflection for September 14, 2011

I’ve decided that poetry is best considered as a science. So, just as hydrogen and oxygen are bound together to create water, the force that binds them can be compared to poetry. Poetry is an invisible energy that exists between everything, holding it together, giving it meaning. The job of every human being is to search for the poetry hidden within the midst of things. So, this brings us to the role of poets in society. Some people write poetry, and some people live poetry. The person who lives poetry is the greater of the two.

The Bread of Angels: A Journey to Love and Faith, by Stephanie Saldana

My note: Are there other words besides “poetry” which would fit? What do you think? Judy D.

Reflection for September 7, 2011

JVR

Mary, render whole our grief

In peace

Replenish our earthly time

In place

Receive our quiet lament

In prayer

Reveal our love of life