Word for Today: Transformation
If entered into mindfully and with a whole heart, each encounter on the road has the potential to transform. The pilgrim returns home not with all the answers. Instead, they receive better questions; questions that bring the pilgrimage experience into daily life and reveal depth in all they see around them.
—Christine Valters Paintner, The Soul of a Pilgrim: Eight Practices for the Journey Within
Reflective Question: Can you stay open to the divine presence which is always in the midst of whatever life presents to you right here, right now, even if it is not what you were hoping for?
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5 Responses
Transformation
You take my hand – sweet Word Made Flesh.
Loving eyes gently invite my head
to
take a rest.
Candle flickers
As tired thoughts drift
into sacred images.
Feelings and memories
are strung like worn out pearls now
flowing like a stream.
A shift takes place
when shadows and light cohabitate.
Dancing on tiptoes, they shape themselves like a cross –
All lightly veiled
in a blue-green mist.
I see Crazy Girl and Sober Sanity holding hands.
Smiling at each other; they leap from stone to stone.
All separation is absorbed somehow in the
vast Smallness of You.
Selah.
For One
Precious
Holy
Moment- I know Only
Your heartbeat…
Only Your breath …
and I whisper, “Thank You.”
But can You tell me please, Lord- Why did body resist?
Gasping in the shallows for air;
Clutching and afraid-
Her tightness overwhelms me-
And I am suddenly very tired.
O Come Lord Jesus,
Heal my paralyzed friend with Your waterfall laughter once again.
Just one thought can embolden WILL.
Selah.
We choose to breathe with body-
We choose to help her stretch and bend…
To help her stay with You when she
would rather shop
and spend.
Why can it feel like such work to breathe?
Breathe in me sweet Holy One…I long for Your breath Only.
I long Deep within.
I believe I truly live when somehow Your breath escapes my lips!
And A mighty wind blows as
I courageously offer the sparkling treasure of me
to my little corner
in Your Breath- starved world.
Powerful, Vicki. I’m honored to read it, so thank you.
transformation
turn
round
and
notice
still ~
fundamental
oneness
receiving
moment
abiding
truth
interior
opening
now
~ with deep gratitude
Beautiful, JoAnn. Thank you for sharing your poems in this Easter season!
thank you Liz and all at Abbey ~ for the gift of your presence and sharing soul this season and beyond.
peace and gratitude ~