Can’t nobody tell
My story like I can
Can’t nobody know
the mysteries of my smile
Can’t nobody be more me
than I can
Can’t nobody tell
My story like I can
Can’t nobody know
the mysteries of my smile
Can’t nobody be more me
than I can
Peace, P.E.A.C.E how do we spell peace? How do we say peace? when we have never known it when we know more about war, war with ourselves, war with each other, war with those who we have never known…
Source: P.E.A.C.E
Moon Goddess calls to me at night Helping me understand the Misrealities that I most release Into the lighted sky Moon Goddess calls to me Freeing me to dream of Realities to come…
Source: Moon Goddess
I like a song that
lifts
me
up
gently
and then places
me
down
just
as
gently
Lent is my favorite season of the liturgical calender. As an introvert and as someone who isn’t made uncomfortable by silence, this is a time of reflection that I greatly appreciate. I have a hard time giving things up for lent. When I’ve tried that in the past the focus almost invariably shifts entirely to that struggle of self denial. I lose sight of the deeper transformative relationship with God that is the reason for that self denial.
So instead of giving something up, lately I have chosen to take something on. This season I seek to take on adding a weekly Sabbath to my life. I’m actually no stranger to self denial, at least in the sense that I have a hard time balancing ‘work’ and play. I enjoy a lot of what I do, but I probably should stop considering community organizing, advocacy work and events of that nature as restful and fun. They are things I love, but they often take precedent over other things that I also love like baking, painting or jumping rope. In this sense of taking on a Sabbath I am also giving up the idea that I have to be productive and efficient in every aspect of life including the fun times.
Some days I want to stop
posting
I want to stop responding
Some days I want to pretend
that I don’t see
that I don’t know
what’s going on
But the call of
peace
the call of
justice
Is so loud
that even on ‘some days’
I cannot ignore it