The cup of our living flows over its rim
And minds have no room for the fresh or the new,
For minds that are sated have stopped in their tracks
And ceased to be open to God’s widening view.
Behind the world of images
There’s nothing we can see.
Behind the realm of sound and word
There’s nothing we can hear.
Let opposites all share a common space,
The inner and the outer be as one;
Each mind reflect life’s interweaving grace
And hearts all find God’s presence deep within.
Within, between and far beyond
Form journeys of the pilgrim way
Exploring myst’ry’s sacred realms,
Entwining darkness with the day.
Spirit of all freedom,
Mystery unconfined,
Breaking bondage,
Freeing mind,
Life-force we embrace.
Now the star of Christmas
shines into our day,
points a new direction:
change is on the way –
From Good Friday’s gruesome darkness
To the rise of Easter Morn
Lies a path beyond our coyness,
Path that holds the newly born.
When we have moved beyond the realm of words
And emptiness replaces all our thought,
Praise the source of faith and learning
that has sparked and stoked the mind
with a passion for discerning
how the world has been designed.
Word of God from Bible page,
Sacred wisdom for life’s way,
Framed within a distant age,
Breaking forth in power today.
From a very different culture,
Flowing from some ancient place,
Stories in our sacred scripture
Authored by a diff’rent race.
We sing of the darkness embraced by John, The mystic called John of the Cross, A darkness he entered with joyful hope…
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We need a cross to sign the truth
That pain is part of life,
For joys and sorrows intertwine
And growth evolves through strife.
“Weep not, weep not for me*
Daughters of Israel’s womb;
Weep for yourselves”, said Christ
“Not for my cross or tomb”.
In the darkness of my spirit
When my blindness masks my sight
I will dance! dance! dance!
I will sing! sing! sing!
Of the coming of the light.
The outside shed where Jesus lay
Was home to goat and ox;
It was a dirty place to be;
Fit for the shepherds’ flocks;
The miracle of life is the true Christmas miracle… indeed each breath is a miracle, each moment when we are able to gaze at the stars and see their brilliance is a miracle. And love…that’s the best miracle of all. This Christmas we wish you moments of love, laughter and light.
read moreIf passion urges us to take
Our inner dragon’s life;
If we think Michael’ s sword of force
Can quell our inner strife
