A SLOW and LOVELY Day

a leaf seen on a walk

a leaf seen on a walk

Good Evening, God!

A simple ordinary leaf . . . with Your Light shining through it. Ah, God. In Your World there is no “ordinary” is there. Each leaf, each flower, each person is special.

I admit that I have a cultural tendency to value the unusual more than the “ordinary.” It’s good to remember that all of Your Creation has value.

This morning was my walk around Kapiolani Park followed by a swim. Soaking in all that sea salt — seeing an underwater world — chatting with a friend. A good life!

And then once home I joined my wonderful husband, Kit, in listening to tributes to Nelson Mandela — and his role in keeping South Africa from bloodshed. He was able to forgive those who had kept him in prison for 27 year — forgive them and work with them to build a better future.

One of the people interviewed said that we need to take his example to heart — especially in the Middle East — and I would add, in our own Country. Forgiving isn’t  excusing the wrongs done. It isn’t about denying reality. It is more about Holding Your Hand, God, and stepping into a higher reality with the focus on building a better future.

Nelson Mandela

Nelson Mandela

“I am not an optimist, but I am great believer of hope.” — Nelson Mandela

I think I read that Mandela was walking out of prison — a bitter man — when he heard a voice saying that bitterness is the worst kind of prison . . . a self made one. And he LISTENED! Would that we ALL would listen.

Then later in the day I read more of the book, Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking, by Susan Cain. It’s a wonderful book for an extrovert to read — though I’m becoming an ambivert — but, we NEED introverts with their sometimes slower but more complex thinking.

We NEED all of us!

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Posted in appreciation, Forgiving, hope, listening, respect

Perspective, Saguaros and Thanksgiving

A saguaro and me

A saguaro and me

God Day, God!

I’m so thankful! And I’m more aware of being thankful today than I was on Thanksgiving Day. Although, hearing from one of our guests, Jean-Marie, about his childhood in Burundi — where he was orphaned at six — did make me realize how blessed are we who have never endured genocide!

Ah, God. That’s the trouble with perspective! Most of us have so little of it! Perhaps, I should post a copy of this photo of the saguaro cactus and me as a reminder.

It’s wonderful that our daughter, Sandy, and her family live within three miles of Sabino Canyon. Going for a walk in that glorious park truly does open one up to the existence of nature and our finiteness.

looking north in Saguaro National Park

looking north in Sabino Canyon

It brings to mind the Hasidic saying: everyone should have in one pocket a note saying, “From dust you have come and from dust you shall return.” And have in the other pocket a note saying, “For you the universe was made.”

I have no trouble believing the first note, God.

But, to believe that the universe was made for me? Oh, my.

I want to fall back into a sense of Communal Responsibility — You mean humankind, right, God? But, in truth, it begins with each and every one of us responding.

Here I am in this amazing Universe. Here, now, on Planet Earth. How, now, shall I respond?

I shall begin with my Heart.

I shall let it Sing with the Morning Stars — songs of Joy and Awe and Wonder.

I shall let it Weep with all the Creatures of the Deep. The Deep Sea Creatures, the Deep Space Creatures and those Creatures deep inside of me — Creatures that rage at limits, Creatures that project dark shadows onto others.

You have said it, God. I cannot change them — until I weep with them.

Posted in Communion, connecting, Hearts, Responding, thankfulness, web of life

Lessons learned — and relearned

A logo or image that says it all

A logo or image that says it all

Good Day, God!

We are now half-way into our Thanksgiving trip and I am just now realizing HOW tired I am.

I, like almost all “caregivers”, gave more than I had. Caregivers have to “borrow” against their Body’s Bank to do what needs to be done. And then, only slowly, they realize that they have to pay back their debt. Yes, God, probably with “interest”.

Drat! This is hard. And I am humbled to realize that it has not been nearly as hard for me as for many many others. Still, hard is hard. And debts — even to oneself — are hard to repay. Debts are so easy to ignore. With monetary debts there is at least a numerical amount outstanding. Money coming in and going out are both identifiable. Not so with Energy.

Not only that — but as with all debts — I don’t WANT to know what I owe! I want to continue on as usual. DOING!

DANG! The concept of “borrowing against our Body’s energy bank” is not a new one for me. I saw women doing this years ago. But, I forgot. And I also never even thought to apply it to myself.

Ah, God, I am such a slow learner! I wish I had a visual reminder like this logo for biscotti. It is so clear! Coffee loves biscotti!

What would I have, God? A photo of me with a pillow under my arm? I love sleep? Hm. Well, it isn’t just about Time OFF. It is also about PACE. I need to go slower and allow WIDER MARGINS. Ah, MARGINS! I bought that book years ago — I even read it.

This time I’ll buy the semi-daily devotional book, A Minute Margin, and work on remembering that lesson. I am a slow learner, God. But, then slow is good!

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Traveling, Mazes and Changes

Looking back as we leave LAX

Looking back as we leave LAX

Good Day, God!

I’ve acquired a new outlook on traveling. I now see it as an exercise in how swiftly I can regroup and reorient to new situations.

Then as a next step, I’m hoping to work on “being calm, loving and pleasant” while I’m reorienting

Our first reorientation this trip came because out trip to Los Angeles was on Hawaiian, not United. Right off, we couldn’t find the agricultural inspection station.  United’s comparable station is outside near the curb. Hawaiian has streamlined. Its agricultural station is the last step, just before our bags slipped down the conveyor belt to be put on the plane. Thank goodness for the nice Hawaiian Air employee who helped us through the process!

Sigh. Unlearning old ways and then absorbing new ways is hard, God. Mind You, at least we now have Google Maps — and that has REALLY helped. That is, it WILL help just as soon as my wonderful husband and designated driver, Kit, learns to trust them — and me — rather than his memory.

In Los Angeles, after we reached our hotel — expertly driven there by Kit — we looked for the elevator to take us and our bags down from the second floor parking. But we couldn’t an elevator — thank goodness that was because there wasn’t an elevator! Then, after getting our room keys and trying to call the elevator, a fellow guest demonstrated that we had to swipe our room key to call it. He said he had found that out jus ten minutes before.

In situations like this, I find myself marveling how rats ever find their way around mazes. They can’t even read! But, of course, reading would only be helpful if there were signs.

Well, God, Lumosity is a useful “brain game” but nothing beats traveling!

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My World, Our World, One Boat

Palms reflected on pool at Kapiolani Park

Palms reflected on pool at Kapiolani Park

Good Morning, God!

I took this photo on Friday . . . a day with winds bringing volcanic “Vog” from the Big Island. So the sky was grey not blue. Rain clouds also contributed. I love my Hawaiian World — grey skies or blue.

Then this morning I read about a horrible storm in Sardinia. I told a friend it rained 17 inches in 3 hours. Thinking that couldn’t be right, I re-checked and found it fell in even less time — one and a half hours. Horrifying!

I fear, God, that our slowly warming world is not happy with us. Well, I am not happy with us either. Over 800 dissenting clerics have been killed by the Taliban in the last decade. I read those news items — and then I called a friend to pray.

What am I praying for, God? Many things. But perhaps most of all is that we humans could work harder at understanding one another. That we could listen with our hearts. That we could beg forgiveness for our sins and the sins of our fathers back to our great great great. . . grandfathers — for evil always has a past.

To put it in monetary terms, I pray that we could voluntarily buy less and give more. But, really, God, it goes far beyond money. Money is just an outward expression of our inner world.

I confess, God, sometimes I buy just to confirm my existence. A modern twist on the I Think, therefore I AM.

This is Our World, God. We have to live on it together. Pulling together . . . pulling in the same direction. In the book, The Boys in the Boat, an old boat maker tells one of the crew, “If there is someone in your boat that you don’t like, LEARN TO LIKE HIM.”

Our World is One Boat, God. And the rain clouds continue to gather. Please help us learn to like one another.

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Posted in Apologies, Forgiving, Hearing, Understanding, web of life

Floating: Slowly and Serenely

Lily pond at a friend's house

Lily pond at a friend’s house

Good Morning, God!

Such a lovely lazy day. I feel as if I am floating — like a lily pad upon the water. So many ongoing responsibilities of 2013 are now completed. My wonderful Mother is with You. My job renovating a library at a retirement residence is almost done. I have cataloging to tidy up . . . but all the collections of books fit . . . with room to grow.

This time — my third time to retire — it doesn’t feel like a transition so much as a familiar and cherished destination. I am beginning to appreciate rest.

Actually, God, You know that resting is HARD for me. I am truly a child of my time. Fast has been defined as fun. Slow has been lumped with tedious. Oh foolish foolish me!

This morning in chatting with June, my spiritual director, I thought of how I water my house plants with ice cubes. I do that because as the ice melts, the water is released slowly enough for the roots to absorb almost all of it. The same amount simply poured on the plant would quickly pass by the roots, providing almost no nourishment.

My first realization is 1) I am like my plants. As I sit in Centering Prayer I want to see myself slowly absorbing Your Love. The second realization is: 2) The part doing the absorbing is my Spiritual Being. I used to call it my Unconscious. But that label demeans its extent, its complexity and its importance. That seems self-evident now. But, it came as a shock when I heard myself say it this morning.

I am praying, God, that my Conscious Mind will continue to grow in respect and appreciation — for the Whole of me — and for the Whole of Your Creation.

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Dark and Light in Daily Life

hibiscus in dark and light

Hibiscus in dark and light

Good Day, God!

Ah, our emotions — our feelings — can darken “reality” or lighten it. I suppose that is why folks are urged not to make important decisions after the death of a loved one.

I cannot say I am in darkness, God. But, I am in a Time of Tiredness. I am thankful for it — as without it, my nature would embark on doing what I love best. And what I love best (or close to best) is sharing. So, DRUM ROLL please: I have turned down two opportunities to TALK to folks. Talking LIVE is an adrenaline high. It is very hard for me to resist that sense of enthusiasm flowing through me.

I can hardly believe I said “Not NOW”. I hope they remember to ask me again, later. But, meanwhile, I can share in this quiet blogging way. Sharing without feeding my adrenaline addiction.

David and Goliath by Malcolm Gladwell

David and Goliath by Malcolm Gladwell

So, I am sitting here and feeling relaxed and content. I have finally gotten into the flow of juicing. Today I selected purple cabbage, pineapple, cilantro, basil, collard greens and lemons. I forgot I also had ginger and turmeric. I shall add them to the mix this afternoon. I am feeling as if I might be able to get my body back on the less-is-more track.

And, I have just finished Malcolm Gladwell‘s latest book, David and Goliath. I think Gladwell has done more to add to my collection of Cognitive Maps than any other writer I can think of.

This time my main addition was the idea of the inverted U curve — situations when more makes things better . . . then has no effect . . . and then even more makes things worse. This would apply to punishment, to smaller class size, and probably even to my desire to become more efficient or trimmer. Hmm.

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The Greening Healing Force

Palm branch in the sunlight

Palm branch in the sunlight

Good Day, God!

I saw this palm branch Friday morning and stopped and took a photo. The branch is growing old . . . but that the Greening Force is still working in it.

I like that . . . it makes me think of Hildegard of Bingen who talked about the marvelous Greening Force — than animates and heals us.

Dr. Victoria Sweet in her book God’s Hotel talks about Hildegard who declared that the primary task of the Healer is to remove obstacles to that Greening Force. Sigh. Those words are resonating inside of me right now, God.

In fact, they are reverberating.

What obstacles do I have inside me to remove? Brene Brown talks about the Shame that permeates our Society. Yes, God, it is important to remove and release shame. I guess shame could be defined as anything one wouldn’t want known? Ah, the Devil does love secrecy.

But in my case I think the biggest obstacle to The Greening Force isn’t so much shame as my busyness. Yikes! I LOVE doing . . . being busy . . . being stretched and being challenged.

Those aren’t bad things. But, they are fatiguing things. This last year I have borrowed from my Body’s Bank — my Energy Reserves — in order to do what I felt needed to be done. Now it is time to repay my Body and perhaps my tired Soul. Yes, it is Time to Restore, God.

And, in a funny coincidence, my oldest daughter, Suzanne, has decreed that I need fresh squeezed Green Juice. Apparently Green is the color of the Liver — and the liver channel ends up in the eyes. So, as a Good Mother should, I am following my daughter’s advice. I’m getting pretty good at running our juicer, God. And my wonderful husband is joining me in drinking The Greening Juice. Life is Good, God!

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Posted in Cherishing our Bodies, compassion to care for myself, connecting, daughters, Energy, healing, health

Sunlight into Our Hearts

clouds over Mokuleia on the North Shore of Oahu

Clouds over Mokuleia on the North Shore of Oahu

Good Evening, God!

I’m just back from a weekend Women’s Retreat at Camp Mokuleia on the North Shore of Oahu. A lovely time of laughing and singing — and, for me, praying one on one with women who asked me to do that.

Praying with people is something I get to do every Wednesday morning as our Women’s Prayer Group at church meets and shares prayer requests and praises over cups of coffee. But, praying one on one with another human being . . . is special.

I don’t mean praying for Big Things like Peace, Refuges and Orphans. I mean praying for our hurting selves and our loved ones — in all our myriad dilemmas. That’s HARD. Because it means opening up our Hurting Self

We hide our Hurting Self from our neighbors, our friends, and even from ourselves. We try so hard to bury our Deep Sorrows and our Dark Worries. Ah, God, as Brene Brown would say — we are hiding our SHAME!

After all, God, it is the nature of humans to make mistakes. Hmm. Maybe that should be an ongoing verb. We all continue to make mistakes — and, worse yet, we keep on denying and hiding them.

In a world that hides mistakes — mistakes compound themselves.

Hiding Our Mistakes allows us to THROW STONES at those Poor Souls who make “public mistakes” — like the woman in the Bible who was taken in adultery.

The men brought the woman before Jesus expecting that the woman would be declared guilty and stoned to death. Jesus wrote in the dirt, then looked up and looked around and said “Let him who is without sin throw the first stone.”

I believe, God, that Jesus wants to HEAL us of our shame . . . that Jesus wants to help us open up our deep dark dungeon places to His Love . . .  to His Light . . . as we pray . . . two or three . . . together.

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Hotels, Home and God’s Heart

The outside of the Eurostar Book Hotel in Munich

The outside of the Eurostar Book Hotel in Munich

Good Evening, God!

Tomorrow we will be home for a whole week. Home from our trip to Berlin where my amazing husband Kit at age 79 ran the Berlin Marathon. Home from the Oktoberfest in Munich and home from a wonderful family reunion to celebrate my mom’s 98 1/2 years of life.

Our home is beginning to shape up, God. I have brought in the small palm trees from outdoors. And my suitcase is slowly emptying. I’m going slowly. And I am comfortable about that. FAST no longer seems all that important a value.

Gosh, God, I hope that I can keep to a slower pace. I’m tired of rushing. Besides, significant events take TIME.

And speaking of time — this morning was my bi-monthly Contemplative Outreach prayer time at our church. I realized fairly early this morning that I was going to be late. In the past, knowing I would be late might have kept me from going. But, today, coming in late didn’t seem to matter at all.

Another late comer held the door for me and then closed it behind us silently. We both moved soundlessly to find a seat . As I sat there, slowly sinking into the silence, the thought tiptoed through my mind — I’m in a Womb  — and then I slipped back into the stillness.

Part of me wishes I had taken a photo of the participants sitting in a ring of chairs with a half circle of chairs in an outer ring. The light was low. The peace was palpable. Surely, God, it was just a wee bit like sitting in Your Heart.

And, perhaps, that Period of Centering Prayer was both a Womb and Your Heart — a Safe Place — beyond Time and Expectations. A Place to let Your Love call us into loving more and more fully.

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