Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Thursday, February 21, 2019


Moon asked me
to meet her in a field

I think
she has amorous



on this day
when we talk about love
and pretend that a tiny
part of love is indeed the whole

when eros is celebrated
and equally powerful facets of love,
phileo and
and agape are sometimes

let us remember
how big love really is

how it embraces
everything that
lifts up, and encourages
everything that protects
and builds

passion is there to be sure
but so too friendship

and let us remember that Love
is that from which all comes
and is that which holds
everything together

Love is
The Sacred One

And we can find Love everywhere
In a lover
A children
A parent
A friend

But also in
The moon
The sun
The wind
The trees
In the rivers and trees

And that is…

Wednesday, February 20, 2019

live like it's heaven

You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth.”
― William W. Purkey

Just good theology, this

Live with gusto!  Check
Live in love! Check
Lift your voice!  Check!

But that last line says it all

Live like its heaven on earth

Think about it
Why did Jesus come to this earth?
To teach us how to get to heaven?

Jesus came to show the solidarity between heaven and earth
To remind us that the earth is Sacred
And so are the people who live on it.

He came to teach us how to live on this earth
not how to scratch our way to heaven
To teach us how to bring the Kingdom of Heaven (or God)
In to being


And we are taught to pray
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done

On earth!

and we are impelled to live accordingly
which means fighting for justice
making peace
demanding and creating equity
advocating for and working for equality

We should support nothing on this earth
That would not be allowed in heaven
No caged children
No people without clean water (or water at all)
No greed
No hate


We should do nothing on this earth
that would not be acceptable in heaven
We should feed the hungry
Clothe the naked
House the homeless

We should be people of
and kindness

we should live like its heaven on earth
after all the
Kingdom is very near
perhaps as near as our breath

Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Part of a whole

No one ever knows what divine narrative God may be writing with the crooked lines of someone’s struggles, misdeeds, and omissions”
                                                            John O’Donohue

to what degree do I believe
that God is engaged in my life
writing a divine narrative of which I am
a part?

that is a good question

I do believe that we live on Sacred ground
Moses was not unique
when his toes clutched the earth of the Sinai
and he stood in the flickering light of
divine fire

every step we take
we are in touch with what is Sacred
the earth
the sky
the mountains and rivers
the flora and fauna

that person we stumble across

all contain God
participate in God
are, in some sense Sacred

and the more aware one is of this
the more the Divine influences
each step
each action
each word
each thought

if I see God in the mountains
do I dare rip that mountain apart for coal
if God is in that river do I careless allow oil
to foul its waters?

If I see God in that child
can I pull her from her mother
and throw her into a cage?

If I sense the that man is a Child of God
can I discard him
because he happens to have an addiction?

I suspect that in some mysterious way
we do participate in some sort of divine narrative

But I suspect we participate in that narrative as a single thread
participates in an amazing handwoven carpet

We are woven into the fabric of something huge and complex

In my hubris I want God to be all about “me”
And my individual journey
I want God guiding each step
Determining my path
Setting me on my way

But the more I participate in the mystery
the more I understand that we are all so inextricably woven together
that we cannot separate our narrative from all narratives

our narrative is not more important than another’s narrative
we are not singled out for blessing
or for curse

we are part of a whole we cannot understand
we are in this together
each of us doing the best we can

moving along in torturous fashion
but all
creating the divine narrative

moving haltingly
toward that new heaven
and more importantly
that new earth