Feast of Mary Magdalene (Legacy of Voice and Heart)

Today, I celebrate Mary Magdalene —and her story with Christ. She had an intimate friendship with Christwhose presence transformed her. Yet, her experience with Christ wasn’t believed: From Mark 16:1-20, Mary was the first to encounter the risen Christ,“Excitedly, Mary told them, “He’s alive and I’ve seen him!” But even after hearing this, they didn’t believe her.” From the Gospel of Mary Magdalene (page 17 v14-20)once Mary Madelene was given access to sacred knowledge from Christand she shared it with the other disciples, “And Peter added:How is it possible that the Teacher talkedin this manner, with a woman,about secrets of…

Something to Celebrate (More on Soul Care)

This is no ordinary day. Today, she hears it said,“Love your neighbor as yourself.”* (as yourself)(as yourself) This echo ripples through her core. She had never heard it this way.It was usually:Love God. Love others.The end. (as yourself)(as yourself) There it is again. A bell rings within. “If I’m to love my neighbors as myself, How DO I love myself?” she ponders. Her non-stop days of hustle bustle come to mind.Quick eating. Limited exercise. Doing for others. Crumbs leftover for herself. She catches a snippet of harsh self-criticism in her mind;a thought she’d never dare say to another. Hmph. (as…

From Idea to Form: Activate Care & Creation

How does one move something from theory to reality? How does one take an idea and turn it into form? How does one not only “think” about change but live into change? How does one take intellectual knowledge heard in sermons, podcasts, books, etc — and move beyond mere conversations of these “great thoughts” into REAL, tangible action? While the world blusters about popular culture and success, how does one honor their INTERIOR knowing and ACT on personal gnosis? These two words have the opportunity to cause good change for our lives:CARE and CREATE Do you ever catch yourself or…

Love Is Here (Easter Blessings)

Swirls of celebration make their way over the dusty road,a heart traveling in the center,a heart that stands for justice,flips the common story of wealth as King —this Love kneels at the feet of the traveler,this Love gently washes the grime away,this Love hovers over the lonely,this Love invites the one who never fit to a feast,this Love holds the space with love.On the day when violence comes to destroy,Love says, “I love you.”In this, everything changes.As Love rains down on those who have ears,they in turn,pour love over Love,wet the seeds of Love,sit vigil and wait untilone day, after…

Invitation to SEE in the Dark

Shady black rolls into town —comes as stripes of darknessthat infiltrate the spaceThis story begins with the line,“On a dark and stormy night,”it’s an ancient story told —one you may have heard beforewith death as a central point When this thread is told,a cloak of grief descends,a dappled blue fog of sadness hangs,may even lure one towarda grim alleyway of lostnesswhere black is on trial Of all the hues, you see—black is the edgy oneit’s identity has been up in the air for some time— is it all pigments mixed togetheror the absence of light? this confusion has turned black…