Lectio Divina: Revelations 21

Then he said to me, ‘It has already happened. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. I will give water from the well of life free to anybody who is thirsty. Anyone who proves victorious will inherit these things; and I will be his God and he will be my son.’  Thinking of Patrick today.

Lyrics/Music by Bruce Cockburn:

Stand on a bridge before the cavern of night
Darkness alive with possibility
Nose to this wind full of twinkling lights
Trying to catch the scent of what’s coming to be (in this…)

World of wonders…

Somewhere a saxophone slides through changes
Like a wet pipe dripping down my neck
Gives me a chill — sounds like danger
But I can’t stop moving till I cross this sector (of this…)

World of wonders…

There’s a rainbow shining in a bead of spittle
Falling diamonds in rattling rain
Light flexed on moving muscle
I stand here dazzled with my heart in flames (at this…)

World of wonders…

Moment of peace like brief arctic bloom
Red/gold ripple of the sun going down
Line of black hills makes my bed
Sky full of love pulled over my head

World of wonders…

Water…Light…Spirit…Embrace

Dreams are illustrations from the book your soul is writing about you. Marsha Norman

“Come to the Water!”

A swoosh of posts…I look overly enthusiastic…it’s just that I haven’t had time to be knotted up into the vines of the internet lately…what with preparing the soil in the gardens for planting, hiking the hills more often in the sunshine and painting.  I thought, though, that I would share a few of the sketches I’ve made recently.  I was blessed by an intense journey in guided prayer last week, a gift to myself for my birthday.  I spent more time than usual watching two house finches at the feeder and easily meditated on the power of water in our lives.

Water

Lectio Divina: “Look Into My Eyes”

Taking Pause

The writer’s intentions are not necessarily the only interpretation we can bring to music…sometimes the lyrics mean something else all together.  That’s why music is so interesting…music channels so much for us and is so universal, while at the same time, so very special to our own individual response.

Bryan Adams: Everything I Do

Look into my eyes, you will see
What you mean to me
Search your heart, search your soul
And when you find me there you’ll search no more

Don’t tell me it’s not worth tryin’ for
You can’t tell me it’s not worth dyin’ for
You know it’s true
Everything I do, I do it for you

Look into your heart, you will find
There’s nothin’ there to hide
Take me as I am, take my life
I would give it all, I would sacrifice

Don’t tell me it’s not worth fightin’ for
I can’t help it, there’s nothin’ I want more
You know it’s true
Everything I do, I do it for you
Oh yeah

There’s no love, like your love
And no other, could give more love
There’s nowhere, unless you’re there
All the time, all the way, yeah

Look into your heart, baby

Oh, you can’t tell me it’s not worth tryin’ for
I can’t help it, there’s nothin’ I want more
Yeah, I would fight for you, I’d lie for you
Walk the wire for you, yeah I’d die for you

You know it’s true
Everything I do, oh, I do it for you

Everything I do, darling
And we’ll see it through
Oh we’ll see it through
Oh yeah

Yeah!

Look into your heart
You can’t tell me it ain’t worth dying for
Oh yeah

I’ll be there, yeah
I’ll walk the wire
Oh, yeah

I’m going all the way, all the way, yeah

Lectio Divina: “The World Does Not Know You”

I Find Him Walking On Water…The Crowds Do Not Notice

 

Crossing the Water

by Sylvia Plath

Black lake, black boat, two black, cut-paper people.
Where do the black trees go that drink here?
Their shadows must cover Canada.

A little light is filtering from the water flowers.
Their leaves do not wish us to hurry:
They are round and flat and full of dark advice.

Cold worlds shake from the oar.
The spirit of blackness is in us, it is in the fishes.
A snag is lifting a valedictory, pale hand;

Stars open among the lilies.
Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?
This is the silence of astounded souls

Matthew 13: Lectio Sketch

Matt 13:45-46  “Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant in search of fine pearls,  on finding one pearl of great value, he went and sold all that he had and bought it.”

The Pearl

 

Psalm 139: 1-18: Lenten Lectio

Years ago, while studying to become a Catholic, someone gave me the book, Psalms Now.  It was a terrific prayer experience at the time and quite honestly, the Psalms have provided me with tremendous support during difficult times, over the years.  The Psalms provide a story for us all, our story…one of jubilant celebration and one of struggle and pain.   I experience empathy, the empathy of Jesus Christ when I connect with the Psalms and sometimes this isn’t typically available from the world.  In this case, Psalm 139 causes me to reflect on myself as a vessel…a sacred vessel.

 My days, all of them were written in Your book; the days, they were formed when there was not one of them (Psalm 139:16).

Lenten Lectio Divina: Psalm 139

John 17: Underwriting

It has been a very restful Easter break and I’m grateful for the time I’ve had to enjoy the landscape…the water’s edge…the hills of Calgary…the vast endless Alberta skies.  I’ve also been more in touch with the inner landscapes that are me…just as profound in a spiritual sense as the outer landscape is profound in the physical sense.  It’s been a marvelous exploration of both landscapes.

Lectio Divina sketching/praying…sitting on the red couch…heaps of collage materials and pens, joyfully responding to biblical text.  The first layer to the sketch is here.

John 17 Sketch

This is a detail of the script.
26 And I have made known thy name to them, and will make it known: that the love wherewith thou hast loved me, may be in them, and I in them.