I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Children of the Storm, Children of the Sacred
How should we be able to forget those ancient myths
that are at the beginning of all people, the myths about dragons that at the
last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons of our lives are
princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps
everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help
from us.
Rainer Maria Rilke
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in the oldest stories
in the deepest myths
truths lurk
in the myths about great quests
lies the truth that all of
are seeking to find out way home
(perhaps without realizing that in a real sense we
are always at home)
the stories of dragons
and princesses (and princes)
in the stories replete with magical powers
and fairies and elves and dwarves
are really stories
about our daily lives
and Walmart
and work
and family
my favorite stories are the ones
which remind me
that in the midst of trial, pain, and tragedy
there an ending that involves hope
and deep resolution
there is healing
and reconciliation
and joy
and love
what is common to all of these stories
is the struggle the heroine or hero has
finding their own power
in the midst of the trial
their vision of themselves is often wanting
asleep
untapped
unused
it is when they realize who they really are
and what powers they really have
(whether those powers are inherent in them,
or are obtained by a magical connected with
something outside themselves)
that the story turns
and the darkness begins to fade
the power of evil, hate and fear begins to wane
the moral of the story is
we need to find who we really are
the most powerful and important journey we will
ever take
will be the journey inward
to the center of who we are
to that place where we are defined
not by our own sense of inadequacy
or by voices from outside ourselves, which erode
and wound
but by the Sacred One
who is there, in that deepest of places
we can voice this new reality anyway we want
For me I voice it this way
“See what great love God has lavished on us, that
we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!”
We are all princes
And princesses
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