Creatively Advancing into Novelty
My beloved waits. She fills her days with humble tasks. When I look at her I see myself–my eyes, my thoughts, my cry, my laugh. Before I knew her I was but half, yet convinced that I was whole. “Now that I know you, I realize it’s you I’ve longed to hold.” Together we will…
My distress is great and unknown to men. They are cruel to me, for they wish to dissuade me From all that the forces of Love urge me to. They do not understand it, and I cannot explain it to them. I must then live out what I am; What Love counsels my spirit, In…
A few nights ago my wife and I decided we wanted to stay in a watch a movie. She told me that she would borrow a movie from her parent’s house as she was walking out the door, she had to run up there that night to take care their dog. The movie she returned…
“In its improper reciprocity, Jesus initiates a radically mobile sense of truth. It moves like living water. The way [of Jesus] is a truth-flow. It bursts out of the territorialism of religion, of worship fixed here or there, mountain or Jerusalem, my group or yours, my church or your temple, mosque or yoga mat. “God…
I searched for the root meaning of the word “Religion” and found what I knew I would find: Might we consider ‘re’ + ‘ligare’ (Latin) so to imply that the essence and most noble purpose for any religion is “To reconnect”, such a reunion repairing the illusion of separation, of being torn from the whole,…
When you regarded me Your eyes imprinted your grace in me, In this, you loved me again, And thus my eyes merited To also love what you see in me… Let us go forth together to see ourselves in Your beauty. ~St. John of the Cross, Spiritual Canticle, 32, 33 Our book group is currently…
He signed his last note, “From Your Valentine.” “In 270 A.D., marriage had been outlawed by the emperor of Rome, Claudius II. Claudius issued this decree because he thought that married men made bad soldiers since they were reluctant to be torn away from their families in the case of war. Claudius had also outlawed…
Love neither rules, nor is it unmoved; also it is a little oblivious to morals. It dwells upon the tender elements of the world which slowly and in quietness operate by love. –Alfred North Whitehead, Process and Reality, 353 Painting by Mark Lawrence