On Being Present

An offering for us in this season of Halloween, when the veil is very thin. Be a thin place for one another today.

Photo Credit Tree: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/350366046000668181/

Spiritual Luminescence

Luminescence is spontaneous emission of light by a substance not resulting from heat; or “cold light”. It is thus a form of cold-body radiation. It can be caused by chemical reactions, electrical energy, subatomic motions or stress on a crystal.

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May the divine reactions in our souls emite glorious light to all those we encounter today.

Off The Hook

We try so hard, don’t we? When spiritual development becomes a passion we sometimes work at it to the point of exhaustion, excluding all spontaneity of spirit. That’s why I’m letting myself off the hook today, and invite you to join me if so moved.

In her book, In the Sanctuary of Women: A Companion for Prayer and Reflection, Jan Richardson suggests with Thomas Moore that we let ourselves “get sleepy” once in a while, because it is in the latent spaces in-between when we let go, that spirit can then plant seeds that can germinate. Moore suggests that “…awareness, wisdom, and soulfulness do not arrive solely through perpetually vigilant consciousness.”

So today, let yourself off the hook and let spirit do her work.

Blessing

May you grow sleepy
enough
to find the gap where God lives.
May your soul find its waking
there.

Jan Richardson In the Sanctuary of Women: A Companion for Prayer and Reflection

Photo Credit Fish Hook: http://clipart-library.com/clipart/yikdE9EiE.htm

Photo Credit Person Floating: Esther Lui for NPR

The Spiritual Practice Of Empathic Prayer

I am howling today. It’s a cathartic spiritual practice I sometimes engage in because it gets me deep inside an experience. Often it is the only way to break through to hope…if I’m brave enough to let spirit take me there.

A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall
Song by Bob Dylan

….I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall….

Oh, what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what’ll you do now, my darling young one?
I’m a-goin’ back out ‘fore the rain starts a-fallin’
I’ll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest….

And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’
But I’ll know my song well before I start singin’
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

https://genius.com/Bob-dylan-a-hard-rains-a-gonna-fall-lyrics

Photo Credit:

“SoulCards” by Deborah Koff-Chapin. The technique Deborah has created is called “touch drawing.” The cards come in two decks of 60 images and can be used alone or with others as reflection tools. They have enriched my meditation for years and have helped those I companion with. http://www.soulcards.com

Used with permission from the artist

Making Friends With Boredom

 

 

“In navigating the changes, in wrestling with boredom, in confronting our restlessness, in learning to pay attention to what is before us rather than forever moving on to something or someplace that looks more appealing, we come to know regions of our souls that we could never enter otherwise.

Where do you find sources of stability?

What do you learn in committing to something—a place, a person, a way of life—over the long haul?”

In the Sanctuary of Women by Jan Richardson

 

 

Photo Credit:  https://www.independent.co.uk/news/science/6-scientific-benefits-of-being-bored-a6839306.html

 

Time Will Wait

The Press of Time

We set the pace.
But this press of time—
take it as a little thing
next to what endures.

All this hurrying
soon will be over.
Only when we tarry
do we touch the holy.

Young ones, don’t waste your courage
racing so fast,
flying so high.

See how all things are at rest—
darkness and morning light,
blossom and book.

Rainer Maria Rilke
Sonnets to Orpheus I, 22

Photo Credit: https://www.ikon-images.com/stock-photo-multitasking-woman-in-hamster-wheel-with-hourglass-body-illustration-image00017049.html

The Dog Days Of Summer

Befriend The Stalker

Heat and covid stalk
us down the steamy alleys of August
like bloodhounds on the prowl.
Their incessant baying and trail of spewing spittle
threaten to relieve us of our senses.
We long to just flop down in the shade
with these bloodhounds and flick at flies.

If only we could stop running
long enough we might catch up
to our senses and it wouldn’t be so hot.
It wouldn’t be so dangerous.

If we sit and let be, relief shoulders beside.

c. Rita H Kowats
August 17, 2020

Photo Credit: animals.net

Here We Are‐ Still!

Shall we celebrate the exquisite wonder that we are alive today? We still can discover the yet uncharted territory of our being, even while we struggle for meaning in this new external landscape. It is indeed a wonder that we are here, and that we are managing as creatively as we are.

We are a wonder. Let’s celebrate. It will sustain us in those other moments.

Photo Of Baby Credit: https://sleeploveandhappiness.com/2019/06/27/baby-is-a-light-sleeper/

A Little Light Fantastic

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The light in August
shoots linear lines
of spun gold
into the gardens of our souls
producing unique, varied fruit
a joy to behold.

 

I love this time of year in Western Washington.  I wake up to autumn mornings, followed by summer afternoons, culminating in still-long, warm evenings bathed in shafts of nuanced August light.

May gratitude become my daily practice, it’s shafts of nuanced light become the grace I need to believe that all is well. Regardless.

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