Good Morning, God!
I took my wonderful husband Kit out for an early breakfast to celebrate his half birthday. Of course, I took him to my favorite spot on the island — the Plumeria Beach House at The Kahala. This view is of Koko Crater on the left and Koko Head on the right. We live in Hawaii Kai so both of these craters are seen every day and I particularly love Koko Crater.
But, what was special was gazing at them before dawn. The light quality is muted and soft. The day begins so gently. . . softly and quietly. We could hear the waves lapping at the shore. And when the sun did rise over the ocean, most of us stopped eating and went to take photos.
I am learning, God, that You are very present in the silence and the stillness.
This evening was Ash Wednesday and Kit and I went to our church’s service. We were all sprinkled with water shaken off a couple of ti leaves. Then we all walked to the front to have ashes put on our foreheads — then walked up again to receive communion. My body felt good about being involved in worship. And it came to me that my Body is more closely connected to my Heart than my Head is. Those simple acts meant something to my Body and my Heart knew it.
Ah, God, the Old Church knew about the importance of involving the Body in worship. But now there is so much Head Stuff. As Fr. Richard Rohr said, “Orthodoxy teaches us the theoretical importance of love; orthopraxy helps us learn how to love.” And love expresses itself most fully in actions — simple behaviors like listening. Listening to what is not said . . . not able to be said. Ah, that is love!