Two weeks ago, I thought I knew where we were headed — that we were about to take a decisive progressive step toward greater inclusivity and equality, care and compassion, personal accountability and shared responsibility.
Then last week, I thought I knew where we were headed — toward something that looked and felt like the end of the world.
This week, I’m trying to think about direction in a less linear way. In our multidimensional lives, direction is more of an arc or sphere — expanding and radiating every which way. Or perhaps more accurately like infinite spheres — our own and each other’s — intersecting and overlapping, interrupting and reinforcing…
I’m trying to remember that no matter what it seems like and feels like, we’re always at choice, empowered to move in every direction all the time. And whichever way we go we send out ripples. Ripples that matter. Ripples of creation. Onward, inward, upward, outward.
It feels like we’re headed every which way. My question is: How conscious and creative can I be in it?
I can’t wait to see you Saturday at 6:00, at Albuquerque Center for Spiritual Living (abqcsl.org). With my talented friends, Patty Stephens & Sid Fendley. Join us for community & cheer at 5:30. XO, Rev. Drew
I said to God, "Let me love you."
And He replied, "Which part?"
"All of you, all of you," I said.
"Dear," God spoke, "you are as a mouse wanting to impregnate
a tiger who is not even in heat. It is a feat way
beyond your courage and strength.
You would run from me
if I removed my
I said to God again,
"Beloved I need to love you - every aspect, every pore."
And this time God said,
"There is a hideous blemish on my body,
though it is such an infinitesimal part of my Being -
could you kiss that if it were revealed?"
"I will try, Lord, I will try."
And then God said,
"That blemish is all the hatred and
cruelty in this
“Creativity is the power to connect the seemingly unconnected.” — William Plomer
We’re all amazingly creative. We design patterns and meanings and stories out of the trillion-trillion pieces of sensory stimulation with which we’re bombarded every day. We choose what’s important, applying passion and attention and energy to that which we value. We add our individual flavors and interpretations, conscious and unconscious. We thematically relate it all to our own history & experience & identity.
And sometimes we’re really awkward about it, trying to connect in totally messed-up ways — complaining, criticizing, self-deprecating, self-aggrandizing, people-pleasing, or being just plain mean — all in the name of connectedness (and/or our fear that we can’t have it and be it) .
In every case, for good and for ill, these are freakin’ masterpieces that we’re painting/writing/sculpting with our minds and hearts every day.
Each of us is a virtuoso, a maestro, a genius. Whether we’re drawing us together or painting ourselves into a corner — either way, we are working out the expression of our souls’ deepest yearning to connect to our truest selves, to each other, and to the world. And the more mindful we become, the more we can connect intentionally, responsibly, compassionately, and with appropriate boundaries.
I can’t wait to see you Saturday at 6:00 at Albuquerque Center for Spiritual Living (abqcsl.org). My brilliant friends Patty & Sid will be there. Join us at 5:30 for community and cheer. XO, Rev. Drew