Reflecting on Voices

Elie Wiesel died yesterday.

His passing led to my reflection on all the beautiful voices that inspire us, give us hope, and teach peace, forgiveness, and justice.  There are many. They were as wise as they were varied, speaking a singular message with different accents. And I smiled.

This morning I was watching a video about Brexit and read a plaque commemorating a manufacturer’s strike in Northern England. The plaque read “Never Forget. Never Forgive.”  And I cried.

We have had so many voices heard & lauded yet get lost in the void and noise and, though their words and movement touch the heart of many, do not seem to impact the whole. And I wonder why.

I wonder how, too, do we inspire those in our own generations and those behind us to make their voices heard–to shout and sing and wail to keep giving us hope and teach peace, forgiveness, justice and mercy. How do we let them know their voices will not be in vain? That we can both hear, be touched and learn from them?

How can we give them voice and usher them forward when we are so afraid to engage with those who have come before them or heed their progenitors?  When we are so afraid to engage our own?

Here’s one beautiful voice  reciting that of another, courtesy Maria Popova at Brainpickings.



Jesus, Mary and Sweet Mother of …

Sharing the Seat of my SoulIMG_3167

Q: Why do Jesus, these Angels and Mother Mary come to you?  You’re not Christian.

A: Neither are they. The existence of things in our world is not dependent upon our belief in them or our perceptions of how–and to whom–they should appear.

That was my short response to the question presented. The longer one is what follows. It will be edited as language offers itself for use and explanation.

We are used to things and want things, particularly of the invisible nature to appear in a framework that is comfortable. In times of transition, context & conformity provide comfort. However, conformity also has the nature of confining ones view of things.

I’ve spoken before of being in this transformational process without the background of any context; having no spiritual, faith or religious framework with which to dive into all that has unfolded. I’ve known, of course, the stories about Jesus, his mother and Mary Magdelene. I’ve shared my experience of seeing what I described as a youngster an angel.

However, in the same manner belief has nothing to do with a thing’s existence, belief in a thing or person or story isn’t required to have a knowing of the same. When that energy, that person we identify as Jesus, came into my world, I knew who he was. Immediately and in the same manner others know him when he appears to them–whether in prayer, meditation or desperation.. I didn’t need an explanation because as ‘benowbenowbenowbenow’ transitioned to ‘iamnowiamnowiamnowiamnow’, I knew the why of it all. I knew that as his breath and my being became one that the world had changed, both my view of it and the potentiality of it beyond the stories.

This experience wasn’t a visitation as others describe their experiences, it was a distinct mergence of energies,  a being (many, in fact) brought into being. Jesus was not the only one who merged with this body. There were others; some identifiable in terms of known history and mythology and some not. The emotional and energetic signatures allowed me only the knowing that I was safe, that all was intentional and for something much larger than me or any of my imaginings. It was my own catalyst  to be repeated again as it had before with the first merging of that with Paramhansa Yogananada, Babji and Sai Baba. It will also be repeated again.

Through each of these episodes, my personality wasn’t subsumed though my identity was, my intellect neither dampened nor broadened by theirs through the mergence of  soul to soul, we became the one that we always were. All ways are. We live and breathe and move as one. In moments, some individuals feel us accordion out. When that happens, those who are part of the experience, or the reason behind it, feel many hands on them. At times, they can individuate a separate presence of Jesus and ‘Master’ and/or angel and more. As like-attracts-like the beings and archetypes with which they hold an attachment or can identify in a theoretical or imaginative state become a real, experiential knowing of reality.

In this way of being that I am, I’ve learned there isn’t the need to comprehend intellectually–that comprehension of or for oneself–isn’t always actually knowing a thing or, in this case, a person. I may have had an understanding of Jesus via Bible Study class as a kid, been familiar with his name taken in vain but didn’t know him. Until I did.

When Mary Magdelene first appeared through me three weeks ago, I had no clue who she was. I still don’t but now know her presence as an individuated energy. And, in the moment, I knew why she appeared for the person I was working with. I didn’t need to believe in her existence or the archetypal or religious associations with her for her to appear.

When Mary, the Mother, appeared a few days later, I was faced with the same; having no belief or non-belief in her existence but, lo and behold, there she was. Again appearing for a particular client and, by doing so, reinspiring the question of how we understand the messages connected to specific archetypes as we expand beyond them.

Whether one believes or not in the existence of Jesus, he did–and does–exist. Whether one believes in my existence or not, I exist. The same goes with angels and other invisible architects, miracles, beneficial bacteria, and the earth being round.

The structure that religions and faith practices created have provided a safe framework of spirit for many people for centuries. We’re now in the midst of a process where people are moving beyond the rigidity of  those structures to explore connections to universal processes beyond belief systems.

This moving away from systems that no longer serve isn’t supposed to feel comfortable. The torsion felt in this growth is meant to stretch each of us; our definitions, our relations and our imaginations into a new way of understanding–or not understanding.

The human and non-human disruptors in this process lead the way if we allow them into our lives as partners. My unique partnership with these human and non-human Beloveds–within and outside me– is merely part of this disruptive, unifying process.







Pat Mora’s Lessons

Lesson one

The desert is powerless

when thunder shakes the hot air

and unfamiliar raindrops slide

on rocks, sand, mesquite,

when unfamiliar raindrops overwhelm

her, distort her face.

But after the storm, she breathes deeply,

caressed by a fresh sweet calm.

My Mother smiles rainbows.

When I feel shaken, powerless

to stop my bruising sadness,

I hear My Mother whisper:


don’t fear your hot tears

cry away the storm, then listen, listen.


Lesson two

Small, white fairies dance

on the Rio Grande. Usually they swim

Deep through their days and nights

hiding from our eyes but when the white

sun pulls them up, up

they leap about, tiny shimmering stars.

The desert says: feel the sun

luring your from your dark, sad waters,

burst through the surface



Blessed Dark and Holy

“When I run after what I think I want, 
my days are a furnace of stress and anxiety;
if I sit in my own place of patience,
what I need flows to me, and without pain. 
From this I understand that 
what I want also wants me,
is looking for me and attracting me.
There is a great secret here
for anyone who can grasp it… Rumi

Oh, my love, how you’ve spiritualed; sought out, pleaded for, meditated on that direct, unmediated, experience of spirit, the invisible divine and holy Beloved.

You’ve looked up, downward like a dog, and sat around; except, of course, inside because what could be there.

You’ve chased ceremony, traveled countries and continents; seeking through another place in space or culture for that might connect you to other, to another.

You’ve followed the rules, stayed within the lines and the laws of the universe to experience that thing of truth.

Surely the wings of angels or eagles will visit like a gentle wind, a reminder of all that you want to be true. You’ve preached about it and prayed for it to come true; true communion.

And, then.

And then that motherfucker, that disruptor of your fine whites & rules & laws & prayerful poses, has the audacity to show up, to appear in all its dirty glory.

It’s not convenient, it’s out of order, looks darkscary in contrast to the environment you’ve sanitized against those things. It’s power is nothing that you could have imagined holiness to be. It looks like that thing from under your childhood bed because you’re frightened. Of not just it, but of it’s reflection of you. You can’t yet see Grace in the fire as well as the dust and detritus.

And you’re pissed. Because it has come home to you, it has heard your call, your cry. It has crossed eons to answer you, to bring itself home to your heart but it’s not pretty, doesn’t fit your belief system or desire for soft and gentle.  That angel doesn’t sing a gentle hymn or Om. It roars with the need for release from those things that have bound it, tied it up away from you. It sounds off- key because you’re off-kilter. It doesn’t fit. It smells. Not like perfume but of ancient, stale, pent up energy that has run to you, trusting in your faith & desire, waiting to dance with you.

You wanted the ecstasy. Not the responsibility. A pretty partner, not the visceral, raw Nature of spirit. Because love is gentle, sweet, but this…

This. This ferocity, breathing, heaving pulsation of power that brings you the gift of peace & partnership isn’t what you thought you asked for. It doesn’t do bleached white, but it’s white-hot, it’s of the salt of the earth, exalted through and older than time. It will move you to bleed from your heart and sacrifice all that is not bound in love.

This doesn’t ask for peity and requires no protection from and the only prayer it requires is, “Hello. Welcome home.”

It’s untamed beauty, and messy, volcanic appearance in your life and power is merely a reflection of your own. Like attracts like, especially when you’ve spent a lifetime asking for it.

Like the dirt under your fingernails, this is evidence your gift has come to ground, bringing the heavenly holy of into humanity.

Be not afraid.

You are entwined with the beloved at all times. The expression and reflection that frightens you is only the universe opening to all its glory to you–beyond understanding, beyond imaginings and the marketings of lightness and loveliness.

If you can see the beauty in the dark night sky, then you can see it in  the very gift of god that brings your prayers to life.

Love, introduce yourself to your new partner, your new reflection. Bow to each other and know grace has brought you together.

Be not afraid. For we are as much mud as we are stardust. And I am with you. You will learn to ride the wind, rain blessings on those around you, dive into the depths of your own hearted nature with the Mother.

Be now. Unafraid. Open.


by Joy Harjo


a woman can’t survive

by her breath



she must know

the voices of the mountains

she must recognize

the foreverness of blue sky

she must flow

with the elusive bodies

of night wind women

who will take her

into her own self


look at me

i am not a separate woman


i am a continuance

of blue sky


i am the throat

of the sandia mountains

a night wind woman

who burn

with every breath she takes

Pope Francis’ words to Congress this morning

Mr. Vice-President,

Mr. Speaker,

Honorable Members of Congress,

Dear Friends,

I am most grateful for your invitation to address this Joint Session of Congress in “the land of the free and the home of the brave”. I would like to think that the reason for this is that I too am a son of this great continent, from which we have all received so much and toward which we share a common responsibility.

Each son or daughter of a given country has a mission, a personal and social responsibility. Your own responsibility as members of Congress is to enable this country, by your legislative activity, to grow as a nation. You are the face of its people, their representatives. You are called to defend and preserve the dignity of your fellow citizens in the tireless and demanding pursuit of the common good, for this is the chief aim of all politics. A political society endures when it seeks, as a vocation, to satisfy common needs by stimulating the growth of all its members, especially those in situations of greater vulnerability or risk. Legislative activity is always based on care for the people. To this you have been invited, called and convened by those who elected you.

Yours is a work which makes me reflect in two ways on the figure of Moses. On the one hand, the patriarch and lawgiver of the people of Israel symbolizes the need of peoples to keep alive their sense of unity by means of just legislation. On the other, the figure of Moses leads us directly to God and thus to the transcendent dignity of the human being. Moses provides us with a good synthesis of your work: you are asked to protect, by means of the law, the image and likeness fashioned by God on every human face.

Today I would like not only to address you, but through you the entire people of the United States. Here, together with their representatives, I would like to take this opportunity to dialogue with the many thousands of men and women who strive each day to do an honest day’s work, to bring home their daily bread, to save money and –one step at a time — to build a better life for their families. These are men and women who are not concerned simply with paying their taxes, but in their own quiet way sustain the life of society. They generate solidarity by their actions, and they create organizations which offer a helping hand to those most in need.

I would also like to enter into dialogue with the many elderly persons who are a storehouse of wisdom forged by experience, and who seek in many ways, especially through volunteer work, to share their stories and their insights. I know that many of them are retired, but still active; they keep working to build up this land. I also want to dialogue with all those young people who are working to realize their great and noble aspirations, who are not led astray by facile proposals, and who face difficult situations, often as a result of immaturity on the part of many adults. I wish to dialogue with all of you, and I would like to do so through the historical memory of your people.

My visit takes place at a time when men and women of good will are marking the anniversaries of several great Americans. The complexities of history and the reality of human weakness notwithstanding, these men and women, for all their many differences and limitations, were able by hard work and self-sacrifice — some at the cost of their lives — to build a better future. They shaped fundamental values which will endure forever in the spirit of the American people. A people with this spirit can live through many crises, tensions and conflicts, while always finding the resources to move forward, and to do so with dignity. These men and women offer us a way of seeing and interpreting reality. In honoring their memory, we are inspired, even amid conflicts, and in the here and now of each day, to draw upon our deepest cultural reserves.

I would like to mention four of these Americans: Abraham Lincoln, Martin Luther King, Dorothy Day and Thomas Merton.

This year marks the one hundred and fiftieth anniversary of the assassination of President Abraham Lincoln, the guardian of liberty, who labored tirelessly that “this nation, under God, [might] have a new birth of freedom”. Building a future of freedom requires love of the common good and cooperation in a spirit of subsidiarity and solidarity.

All of us are quite aware of, and deeply worried by, the disturbing social and political situation of the world today. Our world is increasingly a place of violent conflict, hatred and brutal atrocities, committed even in the name of God and of religion. We know that no religion is immune from forms of individual delusion or ideological extremism. This means that we must be especially attentive to every type of fundamentalism, whether religious or of any other kind. A delicate balance is required to combat violence perpetrated in the name of a religion, an ideology or an economic system, while also safeguarding religious freedom, intellectual freedom and individual freedoms. But there is another temptation which we must especially guard against: the simplistic reductionism which sees only good or evil; or, if you will, the righteous and sinners. The contemporary world, with its open wounds which affect so many of our brothers and sisters, demands that we confront every form of polarization which would divide it into these two camps. We know that in the attempt to be freed of the enemy without, we can be tempted to feed the enemy within. To imitate the hatred and violence of tyrants and murderers is the best way to take their place. That is something which you, as a people, reject.

Our response must instead be one of hope and healing, of peace and justice. We are asked to summon the courage and the intelligence to resolve today’s many geopolitical and economic crises. Even in the developed world, the effects of unjust structures and actions are all too apparent. Our efforts must aim at restoring hope, righting wrongs, maintaining commitments, and thus promoting the well-being of individuals and of peoples. We must move forward together, as one, in a renewed spirit of fraternity and solidarity, cooperating generously for the common good.

The challenges facing us today call for a renewal of that spirit of cooperation, which has accomplished so much good throughout the history of the United States. The complexity, the gravity and the urgency of these challenges demand that we pool our resources and talents, and resolve to support one another, with respect for our differences and our convictions of conscience.

In this land, the various religious denominations have greatly contributed to building and strengthening society. It is important that today, as in the past, the voice of faith continue to be heard, for it is a voice of fraternity and love, which tries to bring out the best in each person and in each society. Such cooperation is a powerful resource in the battle to eliminate new global forms of slavery, born of grave injustices which can be overcome only through new policies and new forms of social consensus.

Here I think of the political history of the United States, where democracy is deeply rooted in the mind of the American people. All political activity must serve and promote the good of the human person and be based on respect for his or her dignity. “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness” (Declaration of Independence, 4 July 1776). If politics must truly be at the service of the human person, it follows that it cannot be a slave to the economy and finance. Politics is, instead, an expression of our compelling need to live as one, in order to build as one the greatest common good: that of a community which sacrifices particular interests in order to share, in justice and peace, its goods, its interests, its social life. I do not underestimate the difficulty that this involves, but I encourage you in this effort.

Here too I think of the march which Martin Luther King led from Selma to Montgomery fifty years ago as part of the campaign to fulfill his “dream” of full civil and political rights for African Americans. That dream continues to inspire us all. I am happy that America continues to be, for many, a land of “dreams”. Dreams which lead to action, to participation, to commitment. Dreams which awaken what is deepest and truest in the life of a people.

In recent centuries, millions of people came to this land to pursue their dream of building a future in freedom. We, the people of this continent, are not fearful of foreigners, because most of us were once foreigners. I say this to you as the son of immigrants, knowing that so many of you are also descended from immigrants. Tragically, the rights of those who were here long before us were not always respected. For those peoples and their nations, from the heart of American democracy, I wish to reaffirm my highest esteem and appreciation. Those first contacts were often turbulent and violent, but it is difficult to judge the past by the criteria of the present. Nonetheless, when the stranger in our midst appeals to us, we must not repeat the sins and the errors of the past. We must resolve now to live as nobly and as justly as possible, as we educate new generations not to turn their back on our “neighbors” and everything around us. Building a nation calls us to recognize that we must constantly relate to others, rejecting a mindset of hostility in order to adopt one of reciprocal subsidiarity, in a constant effort to do our best. I am confident that we can do this.

Our world is facing a refugee crisis of a magnitude not seen since the Second World War. This presents us with great challenges and many hard decisions. On this continent, too, thousands of persons are led to travel north in search of a better life for themselves and for their loved ones, in search of greater opportunities. Is this not what we want for our own children? We must not be taken aback by their numbers, but rather view them as persons, seeing their faces and listening to their stories, trying to respond as best we can to their situation. To respond in a way which is always humane, just and fraternal. We need to avoid a common temptation nowadays: to discard whatever proves troublesome. Let us remember the Golden Rule: “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you” (Mt 7:12).

This Rule points us in a clear direction. Let us treat others with the same passion and compassion with which we want to be treated. Let us seek for others the same possibilities which we seek for ourselves. Let us help others to grow, as we would like to be helped ourselves. In a word, if we want security, let us give security; if we want life, let us give life; if we want opportunities, let us provide opportunities. The yardstick we use for others will be the yardstick which time will use for us. The Golden Rule also reminds us of our responsibility to protect and defend human life at every stage of its development.

This conviction has led me, from the beginning of my ministry, to advocate at different levels for the global abolition of the death penalty. I am convinced that this way is the best, since every life is sacred, every human person is endowed with an inalienable dignity, and society can only benefit from the rehabilitation of those convicted of crimes. Recently my brother bishops here in the United States renewed their call for the abolition of the death penalty. Not only do I support them, but I also offer encouragement to all those who are convinced that a just and necessary punishment must never exclude the dimension of hope and the goal of rehabilitation.

In these times when social concerns are so important, I cannot fail to mention the Servant of God Dorothy Day, who founded the Catholic Worker Movement. Her social activism, her passion for justice and for the cause of the oppressed, were inspired by the Gospel, her faith, and the example of the saints.

How much progress has been made in this area in so many parts of the world! How much has been done in these first years of the third millennium to raise people out of extreme poverty! I know that you share my conviction that much more still needs to be done, and that in times of crisis and economic hardship a spirit of global solidarity must not be lost. At the same time I would encourage you to keep in mind all those people around us who are trapped in a cycle of poverty. They too need to be given hope. The fight against poverty and hunger must be fought constantly and on many fronts, especially in its causes. I know that many Americans today, as in the past, are working to deal with this problem.

It goes without saying that part of this great effort is the creation and distribution of wealth. The right use of natural resources, the proper application of technology and the harnessing of the spirit of enterprise are essential elements of an economy which seeks to be modern, inclusive and sustainable. “Business is a noble vocation, directed to producing wealth and improving the world. It can be a fruitful source of prosperity for the area in which it operates, especially if it sees the creation of jobs as an essential part of its service to the common good” (Laudato Si’, 129). This common good also includes the earth, a central theme of the encyclical which I recently wrote in order to “enter into dialogue with all people about our common home” (ibid., 3). “We need a conversation which includes everyone, since the environmental challenge we are undergoing, and its human roots, concern and affect us all” (ibid., 14).

In Laudato Si’, I call for a courageous and responsible effort to “redirect our steps” (ibid., 61), and to avert the most serious effects of the environmental deterioration caused by human activity. I am convinced that we can make a difference and I have no doubt that the United States — and this Congress — have an important role to play. Now is the time for courageous actions and strategies, aimed at implementing a “culture of care” (ibid., 231) and “an integrated approach to combating poverty, restoring dignity to the excluded, and at the same time protecting nature” (ibid., 139). “We have the freedom needed to limit and direct technology” (ibid., 112); “to devise intelligent ways of… developing and limiting our power” (ibid., 78); and to put technology “at the service of another type of progress, one which is healthier, more human, more social, more integral” (ibid., 112). In this regard, I am confident that America’s outstanding academic and research institutions can make a vital contribution in the years ahead.

A century ago, at the beginning of the Great War, which Pope Benedict XV termed a “pointless slaughter”, another notable American was born: the Cistercian monk Thomas Merton. He remains a source of spiritual inspiration and a guide for many people. In his autobiography he wrote: “I came into the world. Free by nature, in the image of God, I was nevertheless the prisoner of my own violence and my own selfishness, in the image of the world into which I was born. That world was the picture of Hell, full of men like myself, loving God, and yet hating him; born to love him, living instead in fear of hopeless self-contradictory hungers”. Merton was above all a man of prayer, a thinker who challenged the certitudes of his time and opened new horizons for souls and for the Church. He was also a man of dialogue, a promoter of peace between peoples and religions.

From this perspective of dialogue, I would like to recognize the efforts made in recent months to help overcome historic differences linked to painful episodes of the past. It is my duty to build bridges and to help all men and women, in any way possible, to do the same. When countries which have been at odds resume the path of dialogue — a dialogue which may have been interrupted for the most legitimate of reasons — new opportunities open up for all. This has required, and requires, courage and daring, which is not the same as irresponsibility. A good political leader is one who, with the interests of all in mind, seizes the moment in a spirit of openness and pragmatism. A good political leader always opts to initiate processes rather than possessing spaces (cf. Evangelii Gaudium, 222-223).

Being at the service of dialogue and peace also means being truly determined to minimize and, in the long term, to end the many armed conflicts throughout our world. Here we have to ask ourselves: Why are deadly weapons being sold to those who plan to inflict untold suffering on individuals and society? Sadly, the answer, as we all know, is simply for money: money that is drenched in blood, often innocent blood. In the face of this shameful and culpable silence, it is our duty to confront the problem and to stop the arms trade.

Three sons and a daughter of this land, four individuals and four dreams: Lincoln, liberty; Martin Luther King, liberty in plurality and non-exclusion; Dorothy Day, social justice and the rights of persons; and Thomas Merton, the capacity for dialogue and openness to God.

Four representatives of the American people.

I will end my visit to your country in Philadelphia, where I will take part in the World Meeting of Families. It is my wish that throughout my visit the family should be a recurrent theme. How essential the family has been to the building of this country! And how worthy it remains of our support and encouragement! Yet I cannot hide my concern for the family, which is threatened, perhaps as never before, from within and without. Fundamental relationships are being called into question, as is the very basis of marriage and the family. I can only reiterate the importance and, above all, the richness and the beauty of family life.

In particular, I would like to call attention to those family members who are the most vulnerable, the young. For many of them, a future filled with countless possibilities beckons, yet so many others seem disoriented and aimless, trapped in a hopeless maze of violence, abuse and despair. Their problems are our problems. We cannot avoid them. We need to face them together, to talk about them and to seek effective solutions rather than getting bogged down in discussions. At the risk of oversimplifying, we might say that we live in a culture which pressures young people not to start a family, because they lack possibilities for the future. Yet this same culture presents others with so many options that they too are dissuaded from starting a family.

A nation can be considered great when it defends liberty as Lincoln did, when it fosters a culture which enables people to “dream” of full rights for all their brothers and sisters, as Martin Luther King sought to do; when it strives for justice and the cause of the oppressed, as Dorothy Day did by her tireless work, the fruit of a faith which becomes dialogue and sows peace in the contemplative style of Thomas Merton.

In these remarks I have sought to present some of the richness of your cultural heritage, of the spirit of the American people. It is my desire that this spirit continue to develop and grow, so that as many young people as possible can inherit and dwell in a land which has inspired so many people to dream.

God bless America!

(via CNN)

Gently Waking to a Spring Homecoming

Some things can’t be denied. Won’t be for long. They have the capacity to wait for us to arrive to the space where they’ve been all along.


When still water rises to meet me

And the sun lays its hands on my back,

It’s easy to dismiss the gentle sounds of homecoming.

But when rising sap reaches out to gently touch my face,

While the ground hums a welcoming sigh underneath my feet,

And the clay of a place begins to gently rebind me to the original heart,

It’s hard to deny how another weaver brought me back.

When the songs of the sons that came before

rearrange the drumbeat of my heart,

And brothers from another mother dance around me with the wind

This weaver becomes woven into the depths of creation anew.

And is home.