[In memory of Br. Luigi (Gino) Masseroni SX, a dear heart who succumbed to Covid 19 in Parma, Italy.]
Seeker, How have the losses you have endured leavened your heart with love?
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
As walls and barriers
become means of communication
and stumbling blocks turn into stepping-stones,
so too isolation
becomes a vehicle
for deeper levels of connection.
As silence and darkness
can isolate and insulate,
so too do they integrate us all under their pall.
As islands share the same ocean,
so too are we
all alone together.
As the wordless prayer,
released from the core,
speaks of depths that mouths cannot utter,
so those who are deeply in love
find ways and means
to communicate and connect.
Two prisoners whose cells adjoin communicate with each other by knocking on the wall. The wall is the thing which separates them but is also their means of communication. It is the same with us and God. Every separation is a link.Simone Weil
Suddenly in shutdown we mourn
those easy opportunities to meet, gather, hug and hold
while we fast from the tender touch of human companions.
Consider the loved ones whose touch you crave,
whose presence is a sight for sore eyes,
whose smile a tonic for the soul.
And then, there are always those neighbors
(near and not so nearby) who are fringe-dwellers;
whose roof is a bridge, whose home a tent.
And we have kin in homes and centers
who are already familiar
with solitary days and lonely nights.
are we given some small taste
of the bitter boredom of incarceration.
By love, pain becomes healing.Jalāl ad-Dīn Rūmī
There is no vaccine
to immunize us against
the pang and powerlessness of loss,
and isolation cuts
most deeply into those scarred souls
already sidelined by society.
The Christ said…Thomas Aquinas
My hands need to touch you again,
my divine senses and eyes require
your soul’s beauty near.
Forgive me, my love for the suffering
our separation brought.
For in the largesse of loss,
are we not all intimately linked?
Therefore, we can grieve together.
Seclusion opens that silent space
in which we welcome a world of worry,
joining so many suffer with us.
And in this disquiet, devoid of solution,
resolution can coalesce,
born of suffering shared.
For without darkness
there can be no enlightenment,
without solitude, no true experience of intimate communion.
And might the perspective,
gained for distancing,
also invite us to re-imagine our collective lives
as our ache for togetherness
whets the appetite
for joyful reunion?
Spirit of the living Christ,Peter Millar
even in our darkest moments,
in the searchings of our mind,
in the longing of our hearts,
in the pains of our bodies,
we thirst for your presence.
And all around
the broken people and places of our planet
also thirst for you.
Enlarge our vision,
calm our hearts and walk with all
who travel the road of our worlds’ suffering and pain.
draw you into a deeper embrace,
in solitude and stillness at the eye of this storm.