June’s balcony: tea and spiritual direction
Good Day, God!
This is where I can be found on Wednesday mornings between 9:00 and 10:00. It is June’s balcony which overlooks her garden, Waikiki and the Pacific Ocean. June is my Spiritual Director — or as she modestly prefers, my Spiritual Friend.
The Layers in the vista are mirrored by the layers of my heart. This place has become for me a Sacred Spot. A SAFE place where my heart can relax and open — open enough for me to catch glimpses of myself.
That is getting easier, God. Last week when June very quietly mentioned the word “surrender” I cried out, “Oh no! To me “surrender” means being facedown in the Mud!” That got a good laugh from the Part of Me that had not cried out!
This week I was back seeing June — acknowledging that I AM FACE DOWN IN THE MUD. And it is the MUD and SLOP of the prodigal daughter’s pig stye. YIKES! It is a VIVID image. And it feels right. What redeems it is the image of Jesus (giving You a human form, God) picking me up and holding me. Loving me and holding me just as I am.
This is what You do, isn’t it God? Love us as we are. Not as we think we are or want to be or hope to be. Loving us as we are now! Loving all of us muddy human beings. Wanting to share the Joys and Pains of Loving with each one of us.
So, I suppose, God, when June is sitting there — she is sitting in for You — holding her heart open to You . . . and to me. Thank You God for Spiritual Directors.
Story teller,
A Moment with God 
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