Hands I remember when I was learning about the five realms of God. The second realm is surrender. This is when God gives you something you don’t want to accept, but you have no choice. This is where all the pain of our lives comes to us. The key to surrender is faith. And I remember very clearly the visions I had about this. I am in a very small boat, with a mast and sail in the middle. And a big storm comes up. A huge...
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The Sneeze I sat down in my big, over-stuffed chair. I lit two candles: one on the mini-altar across from the chair, and the other on the little table by my hand where I keep my books for prayer time. I set the countdown timer: 20 minutes. I closed my eyes. I began immediately to feel that sensation that a part of my insides was melting, and part of me was starting to drip. Down. Down. Down. Deeper into contemplation. I was...
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Standing Still I looked out at my journey. And I saw a head of broccoli: All sorts of paths heading out from one stem. Or at least giving the impression of heading out. Because each path ended in a burst. A flourishing. But, ultimately, going nowhere. A forest of trees – but no continuing on. Each tree becoming an ending in itself. So I just stood there. Knowing that each path was, essentially, that exact same as the others. It made...
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