All this is but the beginning of the birth pangs.
As you live longer into these troubling times, do you wonder what is coming to be?
Love’s liberating cleaver, loss,
teaches us not cling too tightly
and hold but lightly
to patterns of the past,
goods of the earth,
and the partiality of our paltry knowing.
Otherwise, we are consigned to recycle
life-lessening legacies, modes, means and messes
of a bygone era that needs to pass away.
No one puts new wine into old wineskins;Luke 5:37-38
the new wine will burst the skins and be spilled,
and the skins lost.
New wine needs fresh wineskins.
How else might we emerge from the carapace
of this protracted emergency, without shedding
the skins of outmoded ways of being and seeing?
And perhaps the disruptions,
afforded by confinement, distance and disaffection,
are contractions designed to ready us for delivery into the new.
Tradition is not the worship of ashes, but the preservation of fire.Gustav Mahler
As monuments to subjugation topple,
and take up residence in museums
that memorialize the unrepeatable;
as demands for dignity and equity,
will no longer be suppressed;
as certainties evaporate
in the lengthening of vastly different days,
and lives assumed safe now appear vulnerable,
we become keenly conscious
of how much we have taken, and taken for granted,
and how costly the price of consumptive, ungrateful living.
Mysticism is the actual experience of oneness with all …David Steindl-Rast
The mystic isn’t that special kind of human being.
But every human being is a special kind of mystic.
Feasting on facts fails to inspire
nor does it lead to longed-for
transformations of habit and vision.
This restorative movement,
which swept up the willing with the willful,
begs for new human beings.
And the changes demanded
to reach that farther shore
cannot be simply skin deep.
Pandemic is but a symptom
of much deeper disease
tearing at life’s tapestry.
More than masks and medication,
our predicament prescribes
a mystical revisioning of our fundamental oneness.
We stand at a new doorway,Anne Hillman
awaiting that which comes…
daring to be human creatures,
vulnerable to the beauty of existence.
From the tangled roots of interconnection
with every life and life form,
we reaffirm the reality of our co-responsibility.
Emerging now, in the throes of environmental calamity,
we are charged to reclaim, re-frame, rename
all our relationships to life.
Do we yet possess the depth of spirit
to affirm, in action and intention,
a radical revolution of heart?
As slaves no more
may we likewise:
refute the exploitation
of earth herself
and any of our fellow creatures;
decry political, social, religious inequities
that denigrate any group or member
of our human family;
replace all monuments
that glorify domination
and military conquest
to lives lived, lost and given
to the pursuit of nonviolence.
Do not remember former things or consider the things of old.Isaiah 43:18-19
I am about to do a new thing; now it springs forth,
do you not perceive it?