A few gentle tools are showing up to help me get back to daily meditations. They feel like a fit to sit. One is low tech – words on paper from the ages; the other is a new APP.
From an older, treasured book I have rediscovered teachings from Richard J Foster in Celebration of Discipline; in particular his chapter The Discipline of Meditation. These two passages lift and encourage me to remember that I don’t have to do this alone or rely upon my own flimsy will-power. Continue reading Fit to Sit
I’ve been thinking alot about meditation lately. And noticing that I’ve been doing more thinking than meditating.
Yes, I have my quiet time – alone with God, and my books, my journals. My cat. And, thankfully I have my weekly twenty minutes with others of like mind. But somewhere along the way, I’ve fallen away from going to the truly quiet recesses with God, in silence, daily. Continue reading Stop thinking, talking, doing, writing and sit.
“When we genuinely believe that inner transformation is God’s work and not ours, we can put to rest our passion to set others straight.” – Celebration of Discipline by Richard J Foster.
Yep, it’s an inside job. And I can get there by prayer and meditation if I truly want to make a difference. In me. In my responses to the tragedies and sadnesses that are around us. And step into what God might want me to see, and do, and be in the name of Love.
“O Lord, my heart is not lifted up, my eyes are not raised too high; I do not occupy myself with things too great and too marvelous for me. But I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with its mother; my soul is like the weaned child that is with me. O Israel, hope in the Lord from this time on and forevermore.” Psalm 131:1-3 (Song of Quiet Trust)
It seems I am being invited to be still; to sit quietly with God and keep the focus on me and my relationship with my soul rather than chasing the justices and injustices of all those things (people, places and institutions) way, way outside of my doorway.
It seems I am being asked to sacrifice lofty, self-righteous protestations and declarations for what needs to change in the world at large for this smaller, more intimate relationship between Father and daughter, daughter and Soul.
And it seems I am being reminded that only I can make the call to calm and quiet and sing the song of trust that God will make all things right in His world. Continue reading Sing The Song of Trust
I made a conscious decision to unplug and keep the focus on the inside journey of the soul while attending school at The Abbey in Pecos. But my writing continued in a plethora of notebooks and journals – recording the events of the day as well as how the Spirit (with a capital S) moved among and through us. I’ll be posting more of these as they unwind – falling to form the mosaic that I know God created in me, and all of us as one Body of Christ.
Meantime I’ll re-post what came from my retreat visit in 2012. How happy I was when I arrived this year and found Minou still hanging about with tall-cat prowess!
I hope you enjoy reading about Minou, and that you might find a sense of God’s Spirit and sink into the awe and wonder of His presence in nature – be it in Pecos, or home – wherever that is.
Minou the Masterful Cat (originally posted October 12, 2012) Continue reading Minou the Masterful Cat
One evening, it was turning dark and a few of us noticed that the ever-present, shining beacons-in-the-night lights were not on. We teamed up and looked and looked for the magic button.
Looking. Looking. Continue reading The Light of Jesus
All my life has been a pilgrimage to Pecos. Like light entering a prism, fractured and transformed into a broad and wide, brilliant spectrum from red to violet.
This is a new beginning, another re-birth; building on where I have been with more tools and support to grow personally and, in the Love and Body of Christ, walk with whomever He brings to my doorway.
“As the Father has loved me, so I have loved you; abide in my love.”