Contemplative Prayer, Keating

Religion
  Mud   washer machines, vacuum cleaners, cars in traffic driving to, driving from, frantic anxiety, tasks, no sleep cooking, worrying, the news   footsteps sticking, swishing, squishing eww, gross, slime between toes flying up legs, splattering masking, treacherous ground   settling, calming, wreckage falling separating earth, separating water debris from life, ashes born again silently, forming, rainbow of light   swaying, dancing, twirling with joy embraced, kingdom come lover and beloved, ecstasy.  

Perpetua and Felicity

Religion
One of the classes I took last quarter is the History of Christian Spirituality.  We started out by reading some source documents written about two early martyrs of the church, Felicity and Perpetua.  These two women were from Northern Africa and gave their lives rather than renounce Christianity.  Perpetua kept a diary while she was in prison that tracked her thoughts.  This is especially significant because it speaks to a woman with an advanced education.  Her family was Roman citizens and she was a mother of a two-year-old.  When asked if she would renounce being Christian, she said:   “Father, do you see this vase here?” “Yes, I do.” “Could it be called by any other name?”             “No.” “Well, so too I cannot be called by anything other than what I am, a Christian.”1   The absolu
Resurrection

Resurrection

Religion
Echoes of Beethoven's Ninth as I run joyfully to you. Sprinkled with sounds of child-like laughter bubbling. Creating the moment of opening. In that liminal place between land and sky ashes and baptism.     Poem:  Terri Stewart, April 24, 2009 Photo:  Christine Valters Paintner, http://abbeyofthearts.com/