Do you have a body? Don’t sit on the porch!
Go out and walk in the rain!
If you are in love,
then why are you asleep?
Wake up, wake up!
You have slept millions of years
Why not wake up this morning
“In a world where faith is often construed as a way of thinking, bodily practices remind the willing that faith is a way of life.” (xvi)
“Here I am. This is the body-like-no-other that my life has shaped. I live here. This is my soul’s address.” (38)
from An Altar in the World: A Geography of Faith by Barbara Brown Taylor
Yesterday I posted a series of images celebrating the body in prayer (smaller version to the left). I recently devoured Barbara Brown Taylor’s book over the course of a day and like all good books, her words have been reverberating over time within me. There will probably be several reflections here which take her work as a jumping-off point.
With my yoga intensive these last two weeks, I have been present to my body in wondrous ways. My awareness of the ways I denigrate my physical vessel in subtle and not-so-subtle ways has become more obvious to me. We are so immersed in distorted body images that sometimes it is hard to see straight, to look upon ourselves with graced vision and discover as Taylor says my “body-like-no-other that my life has shaped.” Last week I reflected on the ways I am coming to see my life circumstances as being the exact fertile ground I need to become fully myself. The twin reflection to this is acknowledging that in addition to being born into this family and culture as the root of becoming my most wondrous self, so is this body with all of its gloriousness and self-perceived flaws, the exact body with which I will become whole again.
Have you been listening to your body’s gentle whispers during these late summer days? Do you bring your full embodied self to prayer and honor your “soul’s address”?
© Christine Valters Paintner at Abbey of the Arts:
Transformative Living through Contemplative & Expressive Arts