Fire

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Reflecting upon the element of fire in connection to an Abbey of the Arts Easter season E-Course, I found these thoughts rolling around in my head -

Fire - what does it mean to me?  Love, passion, rebirth, death.  As a blazing engulfed tree is it a release of fresh new life that escapes the firey scorch by taking refuge in the moist earth below?  As the seed of rebirth do I remember the gift of that hot burning flame pushing me to the edge of renewal, commitment, life, growth?

Recalling a passion, tingling with memories - memories of what?  The forbidden, the narrow escape, the secret of darkness.....perhaps more thrilling than the light of day illumination of the forbidden?  

But if the passion for the forbidden titillates one's soul, how must the transfer of that passion to the goodness, the love of, the expansiveness of life become an even greater gift and surprise to the trusting self who says yes to the gift of fire.

Have you ever given thought to a fire that pushed you to the edge?  A forbidden edge - a renewal edge?  Did you refuse to leap, thus being consumed into ashes.  Or did you leap into the unknown recognizing that new life was waiting for you if only you had the nerve to face your fire and trust?

The Wind Calls

Where will God's breath take me today

Will it be a breeze, a brisk wind

Chilling or warming my soul

Will the breeze court me

Will I follow as entreated

Will I shiver or will I warm to its call

Resting in the current or refusing to fly

Is it in my power to affect my 

own temperature, my own sail's call

Will I feel the air and arrogantly ignore its invitation

Its invitation to turn, to be redeemed

To be lifted

To experience Resurrection

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In the Breath

In the blink of my eyes

In the breath that I've drawn

What have I missed

Each sacred second

Too numerous to comprehend

But too regular to be denied

In God's time, the moments remain

Uncounted in my memory

But present nevertheless

-SS-

This a.m. beginning an Easter Season E-Course, presented by Abbey of the Arts , with reading of the wind, the breath, etc. I resurrected this poem I wrote in my journal last week....

HAPPY EASTER

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HE IS RISEN - THE LORD IS RISEN INDEED!