A 4-week community project to create visual prayers during a time of social distancing and pandemic.
A poem exploring the theme of a new normal while Coronavirus seeps through the world.
A blend of ash and oilsmudged upon my forehead.This mark.Not one of mourning,nor for the mortality of suffering —but rather,to honor the dust of our livesas atoms of transformationthat hover in the wakeof our becoming. Divine breath speaks,“Let there be light.”And, there IS.Here —I am sparked. Lit anewto walk the road,shed outgrown skin,claim holy desires that reside within,walk toward the resurrectionof Christlikeness only I can bring to the world. Today, I am marked to live fully. And, it is good.Very good.
“I am holy made.” Let your innate sacredness be the mantra you speak to yourself this day. Let it lead you to see the holiness of others.
A poem about the rhythm of solitude and community.