In my occasional series of ‘word pilgrim’ explorations, a small group gathers to ponder their lives through the power of words. The truthfulness and imaginative simplicity of what emerges in these classes is always a pleasure and touches on the sacred. Continue reading “serendipity”
DH Lawrence reminds us that
‘a strange grey distance separates our pale minds still
from the pulsing continent of the heart of man.’
We can take up the task of bridging this distance through engaging with our inner lives in creative ways. Continue reading “the mystery of the heart”
Hope wanted to be born. She wasn’t sure yet if she was a thing or a being, and in the state she was in—not yet manifest as she was—well it didn’t really matter. All she knew was that she was needed urgently on earth. Very urgently. Strange things had been happening. Peculiar people had been chosen to be leaders. Fear was stalking the land, sending out messages in 140 characters until its mistruths took root in people’s hearts. Continue reading “the birth of hope”
On the weekend, I was part of a conference on the mystery of the Grail, exploring the medieval story of Parsifal and its contemporary relevance to our lives. As part of my presentation, I shared a few poems which people asked me to send them, so I’ve posted them here as reminders for all of us.
Two poems were from Rumi
I have lived on the lip
of insanity, wanting to know reasons,
knocking on a door. It opens.
I’ve been knocking from the inside.
The wolf nibbled at the bone—there was nothing nourishing on it, nothing at all, yet she was desperate. All around her, the ice had not yet thawed and the wind blew chill. This cold—surely it must come to an end and warmth arrive? Warmth that would make life easier again. Life and food, healing, recovery—she longed for it. Continue reading “the wolf”
first person functional
Drag myself through the colours of mood
spectrum of small delight
buried in a wish I hadn’t, had, hadn’t…
so I sit here on the edge
of some new version of myself Continue reading “into light”