Friday, May 27, 2011
Two by Matthew Fox:
“Do not confuse beauty with beautiful. Beautiful is a human judgment. Beauty is All. The difference is everything.”
“If you look closely at a tree you'll notice it's knots and dead branches, just like our bodies. What we learn is that beauty and imperfection go together wonderfully.”
Thursday, May 26, 2011
It's a delightful poem. One that offers intriguing material for reflection. One, I would assert, that is deeply spiritual:
I like you.
I, like you, have many routine days.
I, like you, have many routine days and moments.
I, like you, have many routine days and moments of sheer joy.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
We cannot make the Kingdom of God happen, but we can put out leaves as it draws near. We can be kind to each other. We can be kind to ourselves. We can drive back the darkness a little. We can make green places within ourselves and among ourselves where God can make his Kingdom happen.
Monday, May 16, 2011
May a good vision catch me
May a benevolent vision take hold of me, and move me
May a deep and full vision come over me, and burst open around me
May a luminous vision inform me, enfold me.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
The 'final stage' of the wisdom of faith is what we might call the Holy Fool. Ironically the Holy Fool is one who knows he doesn't know, but doesn't need to either. That's the freedom. I'm not saying the Fool sits in some kind of dull ignorance. I am saying there is a state of inner freedom into which true wisdom comes....
If we can't laugh after 50 or 60 years, we probably haven't done it right. We're taking ourselves too seriously; we have not discerned the mystery. Everything finally belongs. If we can't laugh, we are probably holding our debts against ourselves and we haven't accepted forgiveness. The person of prayer, quite simply, is a person who can cry from the heart and laugh from the belly.... God forgives the world for being broken and poor. God forgives us for not being all that we thought we had to be and even for what God wanted us to be. That is probably why we fall in love with such a God. Why wouldn't you? You would be a fool not to - and you will be a 'holy fool' if you do.
Friday, May 13, 2011
Thursday, May 12, 2011
The Winnebago medicine man Reuben Snake was my pre-eminent teacher from the Native Americans. I recall one of the things he taught me. He told me, 'Huston, our tepees are pointed east, and when we stepped out of them in the morning we would throw up our arms and shout Aho! when we saw the sun. Huston, you should do that, too.' And I do. At my first glimpse of the sun I raise my arms and shout 'Aho!' I did it this morning. The first time I see the sun it infuses me with this inspiration, just like the sunlight brings vegetation and the beauty and all life.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Simple. Beautiful. True:
Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.
And it is much more about "feeling" the light than claiming beliefs about it.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Too many people regard prayer as a formalized routine of words, a refuge for weaklings, or a childish petition for material things. We sadly ndervalue prayer when we conceive it in these terms, just as we should underestimate rain by describing it as something that fills the birdbath in our garden. Properly understood, prayer is a mature activity indispensable to the fullest development of personality -- the ultimate integration of man's highest faculties. Only in prayer do we achieve that complete and harmonious assembly of body, mind and spirit which gives the frail human reed its unshakable strengths.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Oh, I love this. It has been at the core of my perception of the sacred since I was a very little girl:
All art that really draws us to look at it deeply is spiritual. Art accepts all the sadness, and transforms it implicitly affirming that beauty is essentially the presence of God.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
I know that I have to move from speaking about Jesus to letting him speak within me, from thinking about Jesus to letting him think within me, from acting for and with Jesus to letting him act through me. I know the only way for me to see the world is to see it through his eyes.
-- Henri Nouwen
Monday, May 2, 2011
It is eternity now. I am in the midst of it. It is about me in the sunshine; I am in it as the butterfly in the light-laden air. Nothing has to come; it is now. Now is eternity; now is the immortal life.