Tag: spiritual practice

Tuesdays Artful Response

Tuesdays Artful Response

Photography, poem, poems, Poetry, poetry reading, sabbath, Uncategorized
Sometimes, there is either no time or no energy to do the things that I aspire to do. So, this week, I have no art. For two weeks running, I have not had/taken the time on Mondays to create. Mondays are my set aside day for Sabbath. In general, I try to participate in life-giving activities on Mondays. Visiting my therapist/spiritual director, creating art, Bible study. and such. Even as I typed that, I realized it isn't true! My entire last week was full of Bible study, word study, and appreciating creation. I took some photos. And don't we know that photography is an art? So, I'll share them here a bit. Last week, I was Camp Pastor for a church camp of senior high students. It was busy. Basically 7 messages in 7 days (and preparing a sermon upon my return). So...plen...
Testimony Tuesday: Everything is awful!

Testimony Tuesday: Everything is awful!

spiritual growth, spiritual practice, Spirituality, story
I finally thought of an appropriate name for Tuesdays. It is Testimony Tuesdays! A time to share stories or really whatever is moving. Testimony has evolved from the Latin root of "witness" to its current meaning of presenting truth. And yet we know that it doesn't present truth in any form as we watch youtube videos extolling the virtues of some obscure vinegar purge or testimonies attesting to the rightness of whiteness *yuck.* Testimony has lost its virtue. As I type that, I wonder why even use the name above and beyond alliteration? Maybe it is time to reclaim it? To approach TRUTH with a lower-case "t" rather than to bring it trying to proclaim truth for all. In my tradition, witness was the testimony regarding spiritual matters. Well, we are all about spirit here! So, test...
Tuesday’s Temptation: Relitigating

Tuesday’s Temptation: Relitigating

prayer, Prayer Practice, spirit, spiritual growth, spiritual practice
Relitigating. Well, that's what I call it. That moment when you replay an event or conversation over-and-over-and-over again in your mind. As if you could find some escape clause that didn't exist! I have a tendency to get caught in these loops. I am not sure why, but I think it has to do with being shamed. By myself or by others or both. I have always been "that" student at school. Straight A student, over-achiever, even working ahead in some grade level activities.  I don't exactly where the shame comes in but I distinctly remember a few shaping activities: In elementary school, third grade, our reading books were dispersed. Our teacher wrote our names on masking tape and stuck them to the front of the book. My teacher wrote "Terrible Terri" on mine. I could not believe it. I did,