Seeking My Father

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If the man who raised me
the man who starved me
who was ashamed to acknowledge me as his daughter
and failed me in his brokenness
is not my real father
and God is
then I need to discover the identity of God the Father
and what that means
in terms of who I am

He is the Father of Lights
the Generator of Poetry
He is strong and protective
perceptive of my feminine heart
He has no wish to harm me
He feeds me with the best of all Food
His voice resonates through the quantum fields of my being
He is good
He is the Author of Life
He loves me with a fierce tenderness

And I am His daughter
I come from Him
which means that my worth
and my identity
flow from my true Father

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Untamed Invitation

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He calls to you
outside of the rusty gates of your preconceptions
beyond brittle boundaries lodged for generations

He asks you
to meet Him in the vast expanse of your heart
in dreamy star fields of possibilities

He invites you
to come forth into uncharted adventures
laced with dragons and rescuing and unimaginable wonders
speckled with the mundane and the cloaked
but always
ultimately
advancing into the wild
where you can both
breathe freely

“Who Do You Say That I Am?”

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Who do you say that I am:
someone who holds you back,
or the encouragement that calls you forth?

Who do you say that I am:
the condemnation in the eyes of some who claim to know me,
or a lover who is dazzled by your entire being?

Who do you say that I am:
a set of formulas that can be confined to rigid boxes,
or a person who breathes freely in areas you are only beginning to imagine?

Do not sidestep the question
because who you say that I am
has a direct correlation
with who you say that you are
and with the options that you are able to perceive
for what you might become.

Litany of St. Veronica, Woman of Courage and Love

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St. Veronica, you moved forward while others held back,
help me to take risks even if it means standing alone.

St. Veronica, you used what you had,
help me to be aware that I do not need to wait to creatively make a difference.

St. Veronica, you risked being shamed when you removed your veil,
help me to know when to discard traditions that no longer uphold human dignity.

St. Veronica, you saw with your heart and followed it even though this was in contradiction with the views of the public,
help me to look beneath the surface and to trust my instincts.

St. Veronica, you dropped your defences and stepped into someone else’s pain,
help me to leave my comfort zones and to be truly present to others.

St. Veronica, you touched Jesus in an intimate manner,
help me to use my body as a conduit for expressing tenderness and love.

St. Veronica, you carried an icon of Jesus with you after your encounter,
help me to recognize when I have been imprinted with the echo of a sacred moment.

Today’s Wisdom

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Embrace your own story
Be the lead character in the utterly dynamic fairytale
you are creating together with the King

Trust yourself
Begin at this point, even if you make mistakes

Don’t apologize for having to cauterize your own wounds
It’s not worth bleeding out
and there is no obligation to justify this
to anyone who opposes it

Dragons are not butterflies
They will not transform
and seeking love, understanding, and truth from them
will only leave you scorched

Honour all the people you once were
living inside of you still
Believe them, enough to stand your ground
They are credible witnesses

When your heart, intellect, and instincts are at odds
with your instincts blocking the paths that the others propose
that means something
Defer to your instincts

Read the language of your body
Protect it
Your body doesn’t lie
Abide by its wisdom

The Purpose of Cocoons

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He doesn’t want legions of mindless robots
operating in binary code (to do His Will or not)
grey and flat
without vigor

So He doesn’t always make His hopes clear

We have to struggle
pierce the resistance to glimpse the Light
and then doubt if the experiences were actually real

We have to be crushed
yet keep pushing forward

With decades of prolonged agony
it can all seem quite cruel
twisted
pointless

But in the darkness
where we feel so much in our sightless states
our colours are becoming brighter
our rough edges are being smoothed and sharpened
our struggles with God’s dreams are co-creating
something never before imagined
something unrepeatable

Eventually
we will emerge in our true forms
as butterflies
but not like any creatures we have seen on Earth
for we will be butterflies
decorated with diamonds

And when we fly skyward
toward our long-awaited homeland
we will reflect the Light
with our facets uniquely constructed
to amplify our colours
and from this point on
when we give and receive love
it will be without barriers or limitations

Expansive

Wildflowers

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the rules that apply to them
simply cannot apply to you

seek out what is life-giving
even in those places that others overlook

and anything that bleeds you out
is not worthy of your bloom

find your sunshine and your healing rain
don’t be afraid to call poison what it truly is

embrace the wildflowers in you
a gorgeous meadow unlike any other

embrace the wildflowers in you
they are strewn along unexpected paths

embrace the wildflowers in you
and Jesus will dance with you among the colours

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