Poetry from Rilke
All will come again into its strength:
the fields undivided, the waters undammed,
the trees towering and the walls built low.
And in the valleys, people as strong and varied as the land.
And no churches where God
is imprisoned and lamented
like a trapped and wounded animal.
The houses welcoming all who knock
and a sense of boundless offering
in all relations, and in you and me.
No yearning for an afterlife, no looking beyond,
no belittling of death,
but only longing for what belongs to us
and serving earth, lest we remain unused.
~ Ranier Maria Rilke ~
Responding to the Climate Crisis
This offering from the Creation Spirituality community looks like an excellent opportunity to find hope and resilience together.
“It’s not about being heroic, it’s about being REAL.” John Robinson
Join us for a monthly conversation on
CREATION IN CRISIS
Led by our CSC Elder Team:
Rev. Dr. Penny Andrews ’01, Facilitator,
Work that Reconnects Rev. Dr. John Robinson ’06, Author, Mystical Activism
Rev. Dr. Gail Ransom,’10, Community Organizer
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Each of us is following a spiritual path in this unique and perilous time. How are you weaving your Creation Spirituality with the constant news about climate change? What have you chosen as your spiritual service to Earth? Join us for a virtual wisdom circle and be inspired and supported by others in the CS community who are exploring the spirituality of service and are working to offset the effects of climate change.
Each person will have the opportunity to speak on topics like:
What do you most cherish about Earth?
What wisdom have you gained from revering creation?
What feelings does climate change bring up in you?
What organizations have given you a way to address our situation?
What art inspires you to keep going?
Where is your consciousness focused when you act on Earth’s behalf??
What are the young people doing in your region and what kind of support are they needing?
What keeps you going? What gives you hope?
All Four Paths will be woven into our discussions.
Via Positiva How do you express your reverence for Earth?
Via Negativa What are your fears? What are you having to let go?
Via Creativa What new ideas, images, and possibilities are welling up inside of you?
Via Transformativa What is your ministry? To where are you drawn to offer service to Earth in this unprecedented time of change?
Please plan to join us on the first Thursday of the month.
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Dwelling in the Liminal Mansion
Dear friends,
For the past several weeks, I have found myself moving, at times uncomfortably, into liminal space. This culminated and came to a particularly unique state in my most recent Master’s program class on “multi-religiosity amidst the blessings of our ancestors.”
This journey into the liminal began in early August with our yearly Northwest Sufi Camp, followed by a week of Spiritual Direction training at the Interfaith Chaplaincy Institute in Berkeley. Then I had a moving evening of Shamanistic ritual, movement, and sound with Ecuadorian teachers Susannah and Adriana and finally a week in the Master’s class.
I have very much wanted to somehow relay the sense of these weeks yet find it hard to put into words cogently.
So, I share the following two poems with you. The first expresses the feeling of oneness and divinity as I stepped into the liminal spaces of Sufi camp. The second describes the entire journey with the allegory of entering and dwelling in a liminal mansion.
Enjoy!
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The Veils Unraveled
Each radiant face,
Each majestic tree,
Each trembling leaf,
Each soft breeze,
Each watery whisper,
Each drum beat,
Each moving tone,
Each loving touch,
Each squealing laugh,
Each sorrowful lament,
Each whispered prayer,
Each rooted connection,
Each touch on my heart,
Each tingling energy,
Each pulsing warmth:
The veils unraveled
and unraveled until
I stood naked, weeping
resplendent, redeemed
No longer separate.
Divine
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Dwelling in the Liminal Mansion
From the world of ticking, insistent time
From the world of sirens, buses, restaurants
From the world of hurry, worry, scurry
Appears the mysterious, glowing, throbbing door
Into the in between spaces – do I enter?
Trembling
With fear,
Excitement,
Apprehension,
Doubt… I answer:
Of course! Hineni! Here I am Divine One!
I turn the golden, resplendent, knob –
Stumble over the threshold with a bow.
What’s up? Where are we? Which way from here?
I’m in a grand ballroom
Bedecked with prayer flags,
Sufi heart and wing symbols,
My dear friend and guide, Ganesha,
And goddesses and gods of every stripe
Both embodied and illustrated.
We dance,
We sing,
We move together,
We pray.
We spin.
And spinning, I find myself at a new doorway
Smaller, but pulsing, warm, cracking open as I fall through.
In this library room
We sit in circle
Blessing one another
Sharing joy
Sharing sorrow
Sharing love
Sharing fear
Finding hope
Finding light
Finding beloved community.
As we embrace in remembrance and farewell
With promises of companionship and compassion
I dissolve into tears and fall into dreams of sound and movement.
When I open my tear blurred eyes
And wipe my wet cheeks
Yet another door stands before me.
It is round and open
Warm light streams from within.
With a deep bow – I step over this new threshold.
In a cave-like, dome-shaped chamber,
encrusted and sparkling with jewels,
beloveds alive and dead await.
There is a space in the circle
The size and shape of my soul
Into which I slither and slip
Like a wisp of smoke
The keystone that completes the arch.
In this place of soft prayer
And sweet, chanting song
And deep, loving sharing,
In the spirals of spirit and mystery
We expand to include all
We contract to become the original singularity
We explode to create worlds and worlds
We dissolve into One.
And finally,
I fall through the center
Into the Holy of Holies
The pulsing,
Divine,
Inclusive,
Mystery of the Mystery of the Mystery.
I am that I am
Hallelujah!
Huuuuuuu
Poetry from Shiloh Sophia
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The Via Positiva: Mary Oliver & Hildegard Of Bingen, Sisters Of Astonishment
This wonderful blog post by Matthew Fox speaks to the entreaty from Mary Oliver “I want to tell you everything I have learned about life. Life is about three things: 1. Pay attention. 2. Be astonished. 3. Share your astonishment.”
He compares the way she looks at life to Hildegard of Bingen and shares some beautiful poetry from both of these feminine mystical icons.
Please enjoy:
Meditation Practice – Being Mindful of Race
This comes from Fr Richard Rohr’s Daily Meditations blog and is a thoughtful look at ways in which we can use meditative practices to help us “move through suffering and find creative responses.”
From the post:
“Meditation teacher Ruth King helps people cultivate awareness of how we impact each other and ourselves, especially being “mindful of race.” For those of us who are white, thinking about our own race can be unfamiliar and uncomfortable. For people of color whose ancestors and they themselves have experienced oppression, this exploration can be quite painful. But the path toward healing for all of us includes attending to the details, as Holmes suggests, and seeing reality as it is. “
Practice: Attending to Details
The mystic’s concern with the imperative for social action is not merely . . . to feed the hungry, not merely to relieve human suffering and human misery. If this were all, in and of itself, it would be important surely. But . . . the basic consideration has to do with the removal of all that prevents God from coming to . . . [fullness] in the life of the individual. Whatever there is that blocks this, calls for action. —Howard Thurman [1]
Each Saturday we offer an invitation to contemplative practice. You may not always choose to try the practice we suggest, but I hope you will explore today’s, even if you have a regular contemplative practice.
One of our Living School teachers, Dr. Barbara Holmes, writes about “crisis contemplation” as a way to express grief and find refuge in the midst of danger. We need practices to move through suffering and find creative responses. One example of crisis contemplation occurred on plantations:
Here, enslaved Africans created narratives of survival that depended on personal courage and God’s deliverance. The word courageous within the context of slavery is problematic because it has incongruous but romantic overtones. Those who attempt to describe the horrors of one holocaust or another inevitably use language that mythically denies, romanticizes, or diminishes the oppression. When history is collapsed into myth, responsibilities become diffused, and repentance and reconciliation become impossible.
In the inflated realm of mythical oppression, villains are so villainous that no one sees themselves reflected in the image. Few can trace accrued privileges to specific and intentional evil acts. Similarly, victims become so quintessentially and epically victimized that all escape routes from the condition are sealed off by a maze of self-doubt, blaming, and low self-esteem. The antidote to this phenomenon is to attend to the details, to understand the specific events, ancestors, life stories, causes of oppression, and avenues of social change. Historical and spiritual specificity is salvific. Then and only then can the movement toward moral flourishing begin. [2]
Meditation teacher Ruth King helps people cultivate awareness of how we impact each other and ourselves, especially being “mindful of race.” For those of us who are white, thinking about our own race can be unfamiliar and uncomfortable. For people of color whose ancestors and they themselves have experienced oppression, this exploration can be quite painful. But the path toward healing for all of us includes attending to the details, as Holmes suggests, and seeing reality as it is.
Find some uninterrupted time to reflect on Ruth King’s questions below. After you’ve held these with an open heart, you may wish to do some research with an open mind.
- Where in your life do you feel numb, shut down, dismembered, disrespected, or disconnected? What is your earliest memory of feeling this way? What events or circumstances do you believe gave birth to these experiences? What do you believe such feelings keep you from knowing?
- What racial identities or ethnicities have shaped how you have come to know yourself as a race?
- What views did your ancestors, elders, parents, or caretakers have about race? How did their views impact you? In what ways were/are your views similar or different?
- What are the roots of your racial lineage? Given your lineage, what has your race gained or lost throughout the generations? How have these gains or losses influenced your racial views today? [3]
[1] Howard Thurman, “Mysticism and Social Action,” cited in Alton B. Pollard III, Mysticism and Social Change: The Social Witness of Howard Thurman (Peter Lang Inc., International Academic Publishers: 1992), 65.
[2] Barbara Holmes, Joy Unspeakable: Contemplative Practices of the Black Church, 2nd ed. (Fortress Press: 2017), 80.
[3] Ruth King, Mindful of Race: Transforming Racism from the Inside Out (Sounds True: 2018), 173, 174.
Hugging Meditation by Thich Nhat Hahn
This is such a sweet and needed meditation practice in these times.
From the article:
“In my hermitage, I have planted beautiful trees. When I do walking meditation, I often stop and hug one of the trees, breathing in and out. It’s very nourishing. The tree gives me strength, and it always seems to me that the tree responds to my hugging and breathing.”
“Hugging meditation is a chance to practice our awareness of impermanence. Each time we hug, we know it may be the last time. Our deep awareness of the impermanent nature of things inspires us to be very mindful, and we naturally hug each other in a deep, authentic way, appreciating each other completely.”
At the end of the article, he outlines the steps for his hugging meditation practice. Absolutely worth finding a time and place to try it out. Next time I see you, let’s give it a try!
Joy and Delight
After the last week of horror and continuing despair, I am feeling the importance of remembering joy. I hope you will find this “On Being” episode as refreshing as I have.
“There is a question floating around the world right now: “How can we be joyful in a moment like this?” To which writer Ross Gay responds: “How can we not be joyful, especially in a moment like this?” He says joy has nothing to do with ease and “everything to do with the fact that we’re all going to die.” The ephemeral nature of our being allows him to find delight in all sorts of places (especially his community garden). To be with Ross Gay is to train your gaze to see the wonderful alongside the terrible, to attend to and meditate on what you love, even in the work of justice.“
Click on the link below to hear the podcast:
Beautiful Spoken Word Poetry from Ibrahim Baba
One of the greatest influences on Starr King School for Ministry which I am attending has been Dr. Ibrahim Farajaje Baba who acted as provost for nearly 20 years. He was a uniquely gifted orator, teacher, lover, and champion of intersectional awareness. I feel so blessed to bask in the legacy he has left us.
This video is of a lecture he gave for a Faculty Summit in 2010. The whole thing is worth listening to, but please at least skip forward to the beautiful spoken word poetry that starts at around 26:20.