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Beannaichte's Blog: "Thanksgiving"

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Christ the King (C)

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"Mother God"

 

God to me

Is my dark-haired Mother,

Stroking my forehead

As she lullabies me to sleep.

My Mother is the Earth

And all her Creatures,

The Web that brings us into Relationship

With one another.

God to me

Is the Mother

Who Spills her Essence into the World,

Creating and Calling us to Create

From the wombs of our Being. 

God to me

Is the Mother 

Whose Voice was Drowned out

For most of History,

And yet,

I find her in my Deepest Wisdom,

Alone, I feel her Touch

Upon my brow,

Mothering me still,

Mothering us all.

~Lana Dalberg

~Beannaichte'

22 November, 2013

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The Presentation of the Blessed Virgin Mary

The Presentation of the Blessed Virgin Mary

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Thirty-third Sunday in Ordinary Time (C)

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St Joseph Pignatelli, Priest and Religious, SJ (Memorial)

St Joseph Pignatelli, Priest and Religious, SJ (Memorial)

Thirtieth Sunday of Ordinary Time (C)

Thirtieth Sunday of Ordinary Time (C)

"Connection"

~ We must become the change internally 

that we are searching to bring 

about externally.

~ Gwendolyn  Zoharah Simmons, PhD

       Hand friend, Heart friend, Pillow friend, Spirit friend.  We need the Friends of our hands. We need the people who walk the picket line with us.  We need the people who sit with us as the kitchen table and listen to our stories.  Some of those are are hand friends.  Some are our heart friends. Who is it who will listen to your deep grief when you are disappointed in your children, when your best friend has betrayed you, when you wake up in the night weeping and afraid?  Who is it who will bring you the Gift of touch?  Hand friend, Heart friend, Pillow friend, and Spirit friend.  We need our ritual Sisters and Brothers.  And we need our Connection to the Divine, however we Language that and Know it.

~Marge Piercy;

"Woman on the Edge of Time"

~Beannaichte'

8 November, 2013  

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"Three Friends"

~There are three

friends of the winter:

the Pine Tree, the Plum Blossom, and Bamboo.

Pine Trees are strong.  They remain happy and green

throughout the year.

In the unbearable heat of summer 

and the severe cold of winter,

they Stand Unperturbed.

The crimson petals

of the Plum Blossom 

gleam brilliantly against the white snow,

with their magenta coloured flowers.

The ability to bloom in the midst of Misfortune

suggests Dignity and Forbearance

under harsh circumstances.

The Bamboo is the third

friend of winter.

Bamboo is Flexible,

bending with the wind but never breaking,

capable of adapting 

to any circumstance.

It suggests Resilience,

meaning we have the Ability to bounce back

from even the most difficult times.

Our Ability to thrive depends,

in the end,

on our Attitude 

to our Life's Circumstances.

~Take everything in stride

with Grace,

putting forth Energy

when it is Needed,

yet always staying Calm, Inwardly. 

~Ping Fu's "Shanghai Papa" 

China/U.S.A.

~Beannaichte'

5 November, 2013

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