How will you practice resurrection? An invitation to deep soul nourishment

If I had another life
I would want to spend it all on some
unstinting happiness.

I would be a fox, or a tree
full of waving branches.
I wouldn't mind being a rose
in a field full of roses.

Fear has not yet occurred to them, nor ambition.
Reason they have not yet thought of.
Neither do they ask how long they must be roses, and then what.
Or any other foolish question.

-Mary Oliver, excerpted from "Roses, Late Summer"

Easter blessings my dear monk friends!

I hope your Lent was a rich and meaningful journey through the desert to the place of your resurrection. 

Beyond bunnies, baskets, chocolate, and jelly beans, Easter calls us to the profound practice of resurrection of the body. Resurrection is about entering the fire of our passion and letting it burn brightly. It is about what enlivens us and makes us feel vital, releasing fear and anxiety over what is to come, and embracing this moment here and now.  Resurrection calls us to experience the full weight and lightness of our physical being.  I think resurrection is about discovering this "unstinting happiness" Mary Oliver describes in her poem above.

In the Abbey's online Lenten art retreat, we engaged the metaphor of pilgrimage as a guide for the soul's journey through these last forty days.  It was a beautiful and moving journey as participants explored their own inner desert places, landscapes, border crossings, and more.  Ultimately, pilgrimage always leads us back home again.  Resurrection is about discovering the home within each one of us, remembering that we are called to be at home in the world, even as we experience ourselves exiled again and again. 

I have just returned from my own nine-day pilgrimage up the east coast to visit old friends and family, some of whom I hadn't seen in twenty years.  It was a whirlwind trip back to the place of my own upbringing, a homeland for me - New York City and New England- as well as connection with relatives on my mother's side of the family.  While I knew this would be a Holy Week journey, I did not realize how much of my travels would lead me back to this place of inner resurrection. 

I began the week in Maryland with the warm hospitality of one of my mother's dearest friends, on to New Jersey to see my 91-year old great aunt, and then Manhattan to see one of my best friends from childhood and walk along the streets which shaped our shared world and memories.  I passed through Rhode Island and Connecticut to visit with my mother's cousins.  On Holy Thursday I sat in a cemetery in Massachusetts, next to my mother's and grandparents' headstone, and I asked them for their blessings on this next phase of big adventures in my life.  On Easter Sunday I was in Maine visiting my aunt and her husband and took a long walk I had taken several times before, but this time stumbled upon an unmarked hiking trail that went into the woods.  There was not a single other human soul there and I reveled in the time to be among trees and let them teach me about resurrection. 

At each place I found myself experiencing a deep love and sense of kinship with all of these people I am connected to through blood or memory or both.   I listened to my own heart's longings which will bring me to a new home this summer.  I could feel my mother's presence shimmering throughout the week, singing me forward, singing me home wherever I found myself.  As crazy as my schedule was (and I rarely plan such a hurried trip) I was able to arrive fully present to each moment.  I was able to welcome the grace of stories which cascaded around me time after time.  Stories of my mother and father, my grandparents, aunts and uncles, great grandparents, cousins, friends, the stories which are my stories, woven into the fabric of my own unfolding. I will practice resurrection in these days ahead by making space to continue listening for the wisdom bubbling up in me in the wake of this journey.

What would it mean for you to practice resurrection? How might you let your dreams and passion be brought back to life in the coming months? What does it mean for you to return home to your body and yourself?

If you are a soul care practitioner (someone who offers soul care to others through spiritual direction, retreats, chaplaincy, pastoring, counseling, or other kinds of presence – whether paid or volunteer) I invite you to consider making a commitment to your own journey of resurrection during this season ahead.   The Soul Care Institute is a series of online and live classes providing a nourishing space to gather with peers and explore ways to deeply reflect, restore, and renew yourself so that you can sustain the vital work you do for others.  At SCI we believe that the only way to sustain our passion and commitment to the care of others' souls, is to make our own self-care and soul nourishment an absolute priority.  It is so much easier with support, insight, and guidance in a sacred context to discovering your own best practices.

We have two online classes available which start next Monday, April 16th and both have just a couple of spaces left (limited to 15 participants) – click and read over the descriptions (or scroll down) for Live it to Give it: Essential Practices of Soul Nourishment and Self-Care (taught by Kayce Stevens Hughlett – see a reflection from her below) and Earth as Soul Care Ministry: The Wild Heart of Ministry (taught by your online Abbess) and see if one stirs something in your heart. 

Take just a few minutes now to pause and breathe and check in with what you need this spring to nourish your own personal resurrection.  Are you looking for some deep insights into ways to offer yourself a radical experience of self-care and cultivate practices which will help you to flourish?  Or are you seeking a deep re-connection to the earth and her wisdom for your own soul care and want to explore what nature has to offer for your ministry to others? 

(I posted a video meditation last year on the four sacred elements which you might want to revisit and see what longings are stirred in response- Everything is holy now).

This is your last chance to register for these two classes!  Each one offers a rich community of shared wisdom facilitated by seasoned teachers.  Gather with a flock of like-hearted souls to practice listening deeply to yourself and your own longings for new life.  The feedback we have received on previous online classes has been tremendous.  Offer yourself this gift and let your soul bloom this spring.

Winner of this week's drawing

A deep bow of gratitude to everyone who participated in this week's poetry party "In praise of detours."  As always, the Abbey community came through with a beautiful gathering of poems – definitely worth a visit and some time to linger.

The winner of the random drawing for a book of their choice is Deanna Cattell.  Deanna, send me your snail mail address and which of my books you'd like for me to send you (signed of course) and I will get that out to you.

I am away this coming week leading a retreat on the archetypes and expressive arts with a fabulous group.  I can't wait to dive in alongside these other seeking souls.

Only one space left in the Sacred Rhythms Writing Retreat (June 7-10, 2012).  Click the link for more details and to join us! 

There are just a few spaces left in our two fabulous online classes being offered this spring through the Soul Care Institute (for soul care practitioners – spiritual directors, chaplains, pastors, counselors, etc): Earth as Soul Care Matrix: The Wild Heart of Ministry (April 16-May 27, 2012) being taught by me and Live it to Give it: Essential Practice of Soul Nourishment and Self-Care (April 16-May 27, 2012) being taught by Kayce Stevens Hughlett. If you offer care for others' souls, consider making a commitment this spring for your own restoration and replenishment.

Visual Meditation: A Monk Dreams of Vienna

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Stop by this week's Poetry Party (and only two spaces left in the June writing retreat!)

Have you stopped by this week's Poetry Party yet?  As always there is an incredible gathering of poems.  This week's theme is "In Praise of Life's Detours," those side-journeys we get called to which take us more quickly to our destination that traveling straight through.  Pour yourself a cup of tea and stay for a while, savor the words, linger over the images.  Then share your own poem before this Sunday for a chance to enter a random drawing where the winner will receive a book of their choice.

June 7-10, 2012 I am offering a brand new Sacred Rhythms Writing Retreat where we will explore yoga, movement, and the rhythms of the day in service to and support of our journey as writers.  It is being held at the beautiful Grunewald Guild near Leavenworth, WA and there are only two spaces left!   This will be a wonderful, nourishing time of diving deep into our bodies and telling the stories we discover there.  Guided by the rhythms of the day, we will move through the hours of awakening, ripening, releasing, and being to listen to how these rhythms might support our creative practice.  This retreat is for every body and anyone who loves to write, or is curious about how movement and writing come together, or who wants to experience following the rise and fall of the day by listening deeply to what the body wants and needs.  Please feel free to contact me with any questions.  Register today!

And there are only a few spaces left in our two fabulous online classes being offered this spring through the Soul Care Institute (for soul care practitioners – spiritual directors, chaplains, pastors, counselors, etc): Earth as Soul Care Matrix: The Wild Heart of Ministry (April 16-May 27, 2012) being taught by me and Live it to Give it: Essential Practice of Soul Nourishment and Self-Care (April 16-May 27, 2012) being taught by Kayce Stevens Hughlett.  Scroll down for more details or click the links to go to the registration pages.  These are limited enrollment classes which always fill up ahead of time.  They both provide a rich experience of connection through online conversation and weekly phone calls.  You enter into a community of support and wisdom for six weeks and the effects are powerful.

Instructions for Traveling Lightly

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Give up the world; give up self; finally, give up God.
Find god in rhododendrons and rocks,
passers-by, your cat.
Pare your beliefs, your absolutes.
Make it simple; make it clean.
No carry-on luggage allowed.
Examine all you have
with a loving and critical eye, then
throw away some more.
Repeat. Repeat.
Keep this and only this:
what your heart beats loudly for
what feels heavy and full in your gut.
There will only be one or two
things you will keep,
and they will fit lightly
in your pocket.

-Sheri Hostetler

In my last post I wrote to you about the big decision my husband and I have made to move to Vienna this summer. We are going for a year and then will decide whether to stay there longer, perhaps move to Ireland, perhaps come back to the States. We are truly entering this as a time of listening and discovery.

We are in the midst of many preparations for that journey.  There is much letting go that needs to happen.  We are selling our home in Seattle and so have been working hard to release everything we don't absolutely need in the next three months so we can paint our condo and put it on the market.  It has been a revealing process as I sort through endless piles of books, clothes, and other accumulated items.  We live in a small space but I am amazed at what has gathered here, what I have been holding onto.  In many ways, it feels very freeing, this sending out of things into the world and no longer being burdened with their care.  It feels very much a part of my monk path.  Other times I feel the anxiety rise of whether I will need this particular book sometime soon or where to store family treasures.  There is grief as I contemplate walking away from this home we have made.

Most difficult of all is our sweet and deeply loved dog Winter.  We have been struggling to find ways to bring her over with us, but major airlines won't fly pit bulls in their cargo and Vienna has breed restrictions.  And even if we could find the right way to ship her over, the thought of her in a cargo hold alone for so many hours feels very risky. This has been a heart-breaking consideration to think about not having her come with us.  Then we found out there is a strong possibility that she will be able to live at a place she loves, with people we trust and other dogs she can play with, and lots of room to romp.  When I hold the struggle and risk alongside this other possibility, my heart expands when I imagine this place for her.  She is absolutely our first priority in this whole journey.  I feel such deep sadness, I have always adored our dogs and could never have imagined giving one away. And yet, here I am, being called into something unknown, called to release everything in service to it.  And it is painful.  Responding to a call demands sacrifice.

Eventually we will let go of everything we own except for two suitcases and a small storage unit for an antique desk that has been in my family for two hundred years and several boxes of family photos.  On our previous pilgrimages – the longest one being five weeks away at one time — we discovered the joy of traveling lightly and being discerning about what it is we really need.  We are bringing this spirit of curiosity and exploration to our journey ahead. 

One of the biggest joys right now is letting other people know about our plans and watching their faces beam.  We closed out an account the other day we weren't using and the bank teller asked why.  When we explained we were moving to Vienna, he asked, "for a job?"  "No," we replied, "for an adventure."  He began to gush on for several minutes about how wonderful he thought that was and how much he wants to travel more.  We have had many versions of this same exchange, each time this light shines behind peoples' eyes, and I am seeing in a concrete way how following a dream ripples out to others offering courage, permission, and possibility.  I have no doubt that a seed has been planted for some of the people we have encountered.

As I wrote before, there are so many strands of my life that have led up to this decision.  One of the most significant was traveling to Vienna at Christmas 2011 and ending up in the hospital with a pulmonary embolism. That radical confrontation with my own mortality has changed me.  I thought I savored life before, but now I see just how absolutely precious each moment is.  And how there is no more excuse for delaying a dream.  I want to go back to that place I love, where I almost died, and gaze wide-eyed at my fear, and behold the endless beauty to be found there.  I long to encounter the multitude of ancestral stories that city holds.

When we press against life's edges, we discover that so much of what we carry in the world is not necessary.  This includes things, but also stories we tell about ourselves and how the world works, and expectations we hold.  As I sell and give away most of my possessions I am taking seriously the invitation to loosen my grip on other kinds of excess baggage as well.  I am doing my best to let go of the belief that this kind of dream isn't practical or wise.  My husband is letting go of a good job in a terrible economy. We have both had to deal with the demon of anxiety around this one.  The danger of the times we live in is that fear takes hold of us so easily.  We are given so many reasons to be worried about the future. As the storyteller Michael Meade once said, "a false sense of security is the only kind there is."  When we make choices purely out of holding onto an idea of how things should be, we are often disappointed.  The wisdom of calling does not follow the logic of the world.

What keeps you from the great adventure life is calling you to? What are the logical or practical explanations that get in your way?  What needs to be released to travel more lightly?

Make sure to stop by this week's Poetry Party for a poetic exploration of life's detours>>

Sacred Fasting

Here is my latest column for Patheos on desert wisdom for Lent:

Abba Daniel used to say, "He lived with us many a long year and every year we used to take him only one basket of bread and when we went to find him the next year we would eat some of that bread." (Arsenius 17)

Abba Daniel used to tell how when Abba Arsenius learned that all the varieties of fruit were ripe he would say, "Bring me some." He would taste very little of each, just once, giving thanks to God." (Arsenius 19)

–from Sayings of the Desert Fathers

 
The desert mothers and fathers devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the ascetic practice of fasting. Asceticism essentially is about letting go of everything that keeps us from God and so is intended to be a journey toward authentic freedom. Desert ascetics kept their possessions to a minimum and fasting was practiced as a way of attending to the body. Fasting to the point of harm to the body was condemned, although there were certainly monks who did end up starving themselves to death.Asceticism is always meant as a practice in service to freedom. When it becomes a competition or is oriented toward achievement, it no longer serves its purpose and becomes destructive. It can be another way we distract ourselves from the sacred presence in our midst. The fasting of Lent is not a second attempt at dieting when New Year's resolutions have failed. This is a distortion of the deeper meaning of this practice.When we fast from food, we are called to become keenly aware of our relationship to food and to pay attention to our own hungers. When we fast from the comforts of our lives, the invitation is to stretch ourselves and become present to what happens when we don't have our usual securities to rely upon.

I have been contemplating what a life-giving fast looks like for me this Lent. I have chosen to fast from foods which aren't nourishing and only eating that which truly strengthens and vitalizes my body for my work in the world. As I sit down to a meal, I slow myself down, I ask is this what I am really hungering for? Does this feel truly nourishing?

 
Click here to read the whole reflection>>

Invitation to Poetry: In Praise of Detours

Welcome to the Abbey's Poetry Party #56!

I select an image and suggest a theme/title and invite you to respond with your own poem. Scroll down and add it in the comments section below. Feel free to take your poem in any direction and then post the image and invitation on your blog (if you have one), Facebook, or Twitter, and encourage others to come join the party! (permission is granted to reprint the image if a link is provided back to this post)

On Sunday, March 25th, I will draw a name at random from the participants and the winner will receive a book of their choice.

This was my horoscope last week:

CANCER (June 21-July 22): Artist Richard Kehl tells the story of a teenage girl who got the chance to ask a question of the eminent psychologist Carl Jung. "Professor, you are so clever. Could you please tell me the shortest path to my life's goal?" Without a moment's hesitation Jung replied, "The detour!" I invite you to consider the possibility that Jung's answer might be meaningful to you right now, Cancerian. Have you been churning out overcomplicated thoughts about your mission? Are you at risk of getting a bit too grandiose in your plans? Maybe you should at least dream about taking a shortcut that looks like a detour or a detour that looks like a shortcut. (reprinted from Free Will Astrology)

I shared last week about the grand adventure my husband and I will be embarking on this summer when we move to Vienna, Austria.  I read the words above and smiled.  This feels very much like a "detour" that will bring us closer and more directly to our life dream than any amount of carefully laid plans could and straight roads can.  The word for detour in German is "Umweg", which esentially means "the way around."  So we have dubbed this year ahead: "Umwegjahr", which in German means "Detour Year."  It is not technically a real word in German, but the German language throws together all kinds of words to create new meanings.

For this week's Poetry Party, I invite you my dear fellow monks and artists, to write a poem in praise of detours.  Rarely is the path as straight as the image depicts.  You can describe one you have taken, or one you long to take.  Invite us into an experience of it with all our senses.

Visual Meditation: A Monk Dreams of Paris

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"there is always the risk / of remembering your name"

Prospective Immigrants Please Note

Either you will
go through this door
or you will not go through.

If you go through
there is always the risk
of remembering your name.

Things look at you doubly
and you must look back
and let them happen.

If you do not go through
it is possible
to live worthily

to maintain your attitudes
to hold your position
to die bravely

but much will blind you,
much will evade you,
at what cost who knows?

The door itself
makes no promises.
It is only a door.

— Adrienne Rich

Join me for the Sacred Rhythms Writing Retreat (June 7-10)

I am so thrilled to be offering a brand new live retreat called Sacred Rhythms: Bringing Yoga, Movement, and the Wisdom of the Seasons to Your Writing PracticeJune 7-10, 2012 at the Grunewald Guild near Leavenworth, WA. This will be a wonderful, nourishing time of diving deep into our bodies and telling the stories we discover there. Guided by the rhythms of the day, we will move through the hours of awakening, ripening, releasing, and being to listen to how these rhythms might support our creative practice. This retreat is for every body and anyone who loves to write, or is curious about how movement and writing come together, or who wants to experience following the rise and fall of the day by listening deeply to what the body wants and needs. Please feel free to contact me with any questions.  The retreat is already half full so it is certain to fill up soon!