Cameron, heartfelt thanks. You name what is happening in my spirit. As a warrior for the human spirit, I find that my boundaries are flailing. I need to step back.
As an energy sensitive person I find that my emotional being is in overwhelm. I have gratitude that I recognize this.
My reading, writing and listening to trusted folks will bring me around again.
I have drunk deeply at the Piloting Faith well over the last many months, and your insight into what the present corrosion is doing to us is, for me, an extension of Havel's The Power of the Powerless. I cannot thank you enough. But "Under the Broom Tree" helps me more than all the others. Maybe it's just what I needed today. Or maybe it feels like you're the pastor I need at this moment. Either way, thank you, dear sister. Thank you.
Incredible synchronicity.. as I opened your "Under the Broom Tree "meditation this morning, the boy asleep in the photo in the broom tree mirrored the image of the young man who came to save my precious oak tree yesterday. He climbed very high to offer healing to the area that had been invaded by carpenters ants, H cleansed her with a treatment and wired her huge limbs back together to avoid any future damage in wind storms. No giant machines, just a young man ( and hi team) who loves trees. It was a long, but tender engagement between human and our mother tree.
I am so thankful that this morning, I was able to share your important message about caring for your own bodies as vessels for our souls and to remember to REST. As facilitator today with the pilgrims on Simple Presence. To a person, everyone echoed their gratitude for this prayer. That message is so needed in these harrowing times. ! I hope that you are resting this morning too.
I am so bummed I missed Simple Presence this morning! We had terrible storms last night, and I was late getting going this morning. I love hearing about this young man caring for your oak tree. What generosity and care!
Cameron, That is just what I needed to read this morning. Thank you for this, and for all your (almost) daily meditations. How you do it, I don't know, but with the Spirit's help I am sure.
Every time I use a broom and pause to think about the broom straws — empty stems from a plant that grew to hold the wheat seed slowly to maturity when it yielded its purpose to feed the hungry, I am humbled by the Creation of such wonders.
So timely for me as I deal with anticipatory grief of losing my ailing dog, having been with my sister eight days in the hospital this past week, so desperately need to acknowledge not to have to go away again this weekend. I need to stay, eat, rest, pray and meditate . Be present with our dog as my husband goes to his family’s celebrations. And the silence….Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer sent a lovely poem today “oh the gong” about the silence after a gong performance had ended…
Such a beautiful reminder of the resurrection power of rest and renewal! Uniting our presence with Divine presence revives us as the seen and unseen come together in a loving relationship that creates and sustains all existence through many deaths and rebirths. We are gifted with essential sympathy.
Cameron, heartfelt thanks. You name what is happening in my spirit. As a warrior for the human spirit, I find that my boundaries are flailing. I need to step back.
As an energy sensitive person I find that my emotional being is in overwhelm. I have gratitude that I recognize this.
My reading, writing and listening to trusted folks will bring me around again.
Many thanks for what you do!
Dear Cameron,
I have drunk deeply at the Piloting Faith well over the last many months, and your insight into what the present corrosion is doing to us is, for me, an extension of Havel's The Power of the Powerless. I cannot thank you enough. But "Under the Broom Tree" helps me more than all the others. Maybe it's just what I needed today. Or maybe it feels like you're the pastor I need at this moment. Either way, thank you, dear sister. Thank you.
Agree!
Incredible synchronicity.. as I opened your "Under the Broom Tree "meditation this morning, the boy asleep in the photo in the broom tree mirrored the image of the young man who came to save my precious oak tree yesterday. He climbed very high to offer healing to the area that had been invaded by carpenters ants, H cleansed her with a treatment and wired her huge limbs back together to avoid any future damage in wind storms. No giant machines, just a young man ( and hi team) who loves trees. It was a long, but tender engagement between human and our mother tree.
I am so thankful that this morning, I was able to share your important message about caring for your own bodies as vessels for our souls and to remember to REST. As facilitator today with the pilgrims on Simple Presence. To a person, everyone echoed their gratitude for this prayer. That message is so needed in these harrowing times. ! I hope that you are resting this morning too.
I am so bummed I missed Simple Presence this morning! We had terrible storms last night, and I was late getting going this morning. I love hearing about this young man caring for your oak tree. What generosity and care!
Cameron, That is just what I needed to read this morning. Thank you for this, and for all your (almost) daily meditations. How you do it, I don't know, but with the Spirit's help I am sure.
Agree
Every time I use a broom and pause to think about the broom straws — empty stems from a plant that grew to hold the wheat seed slowly to maturity when it yielded its purpose to feed the hungry, I am humbled by the Creation of such wonders.
This is a beautiful reminder to recognize our limitations and to lean on the strength of our Father.
Nation, “losing... soul.”
Tired bodies need rest, fuel.
Both statements are true.
Agreed. Well said. We all need to rest from (and for) the hard and holy work of being human.
Thank you.
So timely for me as I deal with anticipatory grief of losing my ailing dog, having been with my sister eight days in the hospital this past week, so desperately need to acknowledge not to have to go away again this weekend. I need to stay, eat, rest, pray and meditate . Be present with our dog as my husband goes to his family’s celebrations. And the silence….Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer sent a lovely poem today “oh the gong” about the silence after a gong performance had ended…
https://ahundredfallingveils.com/
Oh the silence
Oh the rest
Both and
Now the presence
Such a beautiful reminder of the resurrection power of rest and renewal! Uniting our presence with Divine presence revives us as the seen and unseen come together in a loving relationship that creates and sustains all existence through many deaths and rebirths. We are gifted with essential sympathy.
Thank you. And amen.
I live that pic...haha!