Imprints on a Day – December 13, 2015

On the Reading Table

Faith Unraveled by Rachel Held Evans

The Book of Awakening by Mark Nepo

 

Ambient Noise

Sam Smith – In the Lonely Hour

 

Contemplation

Honey of My Failures

Last night, as I was sleeping,

I dreamt – marvelous error! –

That I had a beehive

here inside my heart.

And the golden bees

Were making white combs

and sweet honey

From my old failures.

Antonio Machado

My first name means “honeybee” in Greek, so anything that references bees or honey gets my attention.  And my thought/prayer/musing this morning upon reading this poem is:  May it be so.  God, let it be so. 

No matter how we express it…

          rising from the ashes

          joy comes in the morning

          this, too, shall pass

          hang tough

          why, why, why???

…we must believe something better, something of value, something that makes the sometimes extraordinary pain of life bearable, is coming.  May it be so.  God, let it be so.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Imprints on a Day – November 18, 2015

On the Reading Table

Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert

The Book of Awakening by Mark Nepo

 

Ambient Noise

NPR’s Morning Edition

The space heater

 

Contemplation

In the November 18 entry in Mark Nepo’s powerful The Book of Awakening, he offers this instruction:

     Center yourself and bring to mind a time you felt the need to be accepted.

And upon doing that, my response was “every day of my life!”  It brought to mind how much of our energy is devoted to seeking and finding acceptance, belonging, being-wanted-ness.  More for some of us than others, of course.  But no matter…there it is, integral to our experience of life.  The magic lies in finding that acceptance and belonging for our whole selves, not just the parts of us we believe are appropriate for public display, or most desirable for this person or that, or that best support our vision of self, however accurate or healthy that vision may be.

Isn’t that authenticity?  The release from expectations of perfection and an embracing of our whole selves?   It’s my goal…and my struggle…and my goal.