Wednesday, June 23

Of Desert Streams and Thirsty Sould (An Advent Reflection)


17 When the poor and needy seek water, and there is none, and their tongue is parched with thirst, I the Lord will answer them, I the God of Israel will not forsake them. 18 I will open rivers on the bare heights, and fountains in the midst of the valleys; I will make the wilderness a pool of water, and the dry land springs of water. 19 I will put in the wilderness the cedar,  the acacia, the myrtle, and the olive; I will set in the desert the cypress, the plane and the pine together, 20 so that all may see and know, all may consider and understand, that the hand of the Lord has done this, the Holy One of Israel has created it.

Advent is a time of longing, of waiting, of spiritual thirst. In this passage, Isaiah seizes on the abundant metaphors offered by nature to illustrate the soul’s need for something beyond its limitations, for something to quench that thirst for the Divine within and beyond us.

The Judeo-Christian scriptures are rich with symbolism related to dry land and water, with the life-sustaining properties of water. In celebrating Advent, the people of the desert await the rain.

I live in the high desert of Northern Nevada and spend several months in the more severe desert of Southern California. Humans settle only where they are assured of water sources. In Reno, we are fed by the snow of the Sierra Nevada Mountains and Lake Tahoe. In California deep running aquifers nourish us. The lesson here, I believe, is to climb high and dig deep within to find the source of life, no matter where your beliefs lie.

Last Night the Rain Spoke to Me (excerpt)

by Mary Oliver

Last night
the rain
spoke to me
slowly, saying,
what joy
to come falling
out of the brisk cloud,
to be happy again
in a new way
on the earth! 

To read the entire poem go to

by Victoria Ceretto-Slotto 

symbol of cleansing,
dreamtime confession.

The touch of rain
on a withered cheek—
reminder of long-ago kisses.

When rain and sun
make love
they spawn rainbows.

Rain puddles on asphalt or cobblestone—
luminescent pools of color,
moody reflections.

Rain puddles on dirt make mud—
child’s delight,
mother’s misery.

When rain freezes
and winds blow,
kisses sting
like a lover grown cold.

Some people are like rain—
you reach out to touch them,
they slip through your fingers.
They are gone,
but you remember
they were there.

Some people are like rain—
you wait for them,
but they don’t come,
then they appear uninvited
and disrupt your life.

Mingle rain
with tears.
Purify your heart.

Rain’s caress
on a child’s cheek—
an invitation to play.

Too much rain blinds,
just like too much of anything.
Moderation, balance
give direction.

Dance in the rain
sing in the shower—
be not afraid,
enjoy freedom.

When it rains
go walking
without an umbrella.

Artwork: Victoria Slotto, Mixed Media on Yupo
Artwork: Victoria Slotto, Mixed Media on Yupo

Victoria Ceretto-Slotto ( ~ a member of the Core Team at and a former nurse, Victoria is a novelist, poet, artist, and a docent at Nevada Museum of Art. Her novel Winter Is Past was recently published. A second novel is in progress.

Victoria finds inspiration in the mysteries of life, death, art and spirituality. She resides in Reno, Nevada and Palm Desert, California where she lives with her photographer husband and two canine kids. Victoria shares some of her poetry on her blog, where she also provides writing prompts and offers coaching with Wordsmith Wednesday.

Artwork: Victoria Slotto, Mixed Media on Yupo


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Scripture:  Isaiah 41:17-20.

Please offer a link to your Advent Reflection using the comments or feel free to leave your thoughts.

© 2013, post, Victoria Ceretto-Slotto 


  • Advent is a period of time set aside by some Christians to reflect on the coming birth of our Christ. In full we should reflect on why we were estranged from God in the first place and how he planned to reconcile His creation to Himself.
    Reflect on Jeremiah 31 with emphasis on verses 33 through 40; John 14, Ephesians 2 and Philippians 2.
    I quote you: “The lesson here, I believe, is to climb high and dig deep within to find the
    source of life, no matter where your beliefs lie.”

    I say, we that believe that Christ Jesus is the promised means of reconciliation to God, died on Calvary with Christ and were recreated in Him when God raised Him, according to Ephesians 2:10 and we that believe were recreated in Christ. According to Philippians 2:13 it is God that now dwells in us.

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