Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Fall in Love
11:15 am pdt
Nothing is more practical than
finding God, than
in a quite absolute, final way.
What you are in love with,
what seizes your imagination, will affect
It will decide
what will get you out of bed in the morning,
what you do with your evenings,
how you spend your weekends,
what you read, whom you know,
what breaks your heart,
and what amazes you
with joy and gratitude.
Fall in Love, stay in love,
and it will decide everything.
attributed to Fr. Pedro Arrupe, SJ (1907-1991)
from Finding God in All Things: A Marquette Prayer Book © 2009
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Interfaith Exhibit: Finding Common Ground through Sacred Words
9:04 pm pdt
Opening reception: May 11, from 5 - 8PM
ICCNC: 1433 Madison St., Oakland, CA
Ode to the Church
8:45 pm pdt
How much I must criticize you, my church, and yet how much
I love you!
You have made me suffer more than
anyone and yet I owe more to you than to anyone. I should like to see you destroyed and yet I need your presence.
You have given me much scandal and yet you alone
have made me understand holiness. Never in this world have I seen anything more compromised, more false, and yet I
have never touched anything more pure, more generous, or more beautiful.
Countless times I have felt like slamming the door of my soul in your face
and yet, every night, I have prayed that I might die in your sure arms! No, I cannot be free of you, for I am
one with you, even if not completely you.
Then to where would I go? To build another church?
But I could not build one without the same defects, for they are my defects. And again, if I were to build another
church, it would be my church, not Christ's church. No, I am old enough. I know better!
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
8:31 pm pdt
We invite you to join us for Sacred
Snapshots, on April 20, 2013, at the Pacific School of Religion in Berkeley. Sacred Snapshots is a day-long event celebrating spiritual practices from a range of religions and traditions.
Sunday, March 10, 2013
10:35 pm pdt
love is a place
& through this place of
(with brightness of peace)
yes is a world
& in this world of
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Locked Out; Locked In
9:17 pm pst
"And I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I
thought how it is worse perhaps to be locked in."
Woolf, A Room of One's Own
Poverty and Pricelessness
9:11 pm pst
poverty and I advocate it. Anything you do not need belongs to the poor. . . Once we begin not to worry about
what kind of house we are living in, what kind of clothes we are wearing, once we give up the stupid recreation of the world,
we have time which is priceless--to remember that we are all our brothers' and sisters' keepers and that we must not
only care for their needs as far as we are immediately able, but we must try to build a better world."
--Dorothy Day, Loaves
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Solitude the the Mystery of Inner Landscape
"When you cease
to fear your solitude, a new creativity awakens in you. Your forgotten or neglected wealth begins to reveal itself. You come
home to yourself and learn to rest within. Thoughts are our inner senses. Infused with silence and solitude, they bring out
the mystery of inner landscape."
11:55 am pdt
- John O'Donohue, Anam Cara
11:51 am pdt
Inspirati, next Monday, Nov. 5, 7:30-9:30PM (@ Fran's place)
Please bring a
work of art, your own or someone else's,
or in-progress, of any medium, size, volume, or duration
-a friend, or
just your inspired and inspiring
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Called and Sent
10:56 am pdt
Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, 'Whom shall I send,
and who will go for us?'
And I said, 'Here am
I; send me!'"
"Nobody living can ever stop me,
as I go walking that freedom highway.
living can ever make me turn back,
this land was made
for you and me."
Monday, August 6, 2012
4:12 pm pdt
"Seek out that which makes you feel most deeply and vitally
alive, ... the inner voice which says, 'This is the real me.'"
Friday, August 3, 2012
Rilke, on Death
10:10 am pdt
The Great Secret of Death
"The great secret of death, and perhaps its deepest connection with us, is this: that, in taking
from us a being we have loved and venerated, death does not wound us without, at the same time, lifting us toward a more perfect
understanding of this being and of ourselves."
Rainer Maria Rilke; translation by Joanna Macy and Anita Barrows, in Letter to Countess Margot Sizzo-Noris-Crouty,
January 23, 1924
This laboring of ours with all that remains undone,
as if still bound
is like the lumbering gait of the swan.
And then our dying—releasing ourselves
from the very ground on which we stood—
like the way he hesitantly lowers himself
the water. It gently receives him,
and, gladly yielding, flows back beneath him,
as wave follows wave,
he, now wholly serene and sure,
with regal composure,
allows himself to glide.
Rainer Maria Rilke; translation by Joanna Macy and Anita Barrows
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Rilke, on Love
8:43 am pdt
"Love consists in this: that two solitudes protect
and touch and greet each other."
-Rainer Maria Rilke
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Silence and Space
6:33 pm pdt
"Looked at Japanese prints with Glassner. That's
how I want to write. With that much space round a few words. They should simply emphasize the silence. Just like
that print with the sprig blossom in the lower corner. A few delicate brush strokes -- but with what attention to the
smallest detail -- and all around it space, not empty space but inspired. The few great things that matter in
life can be said in a few words. If I should ever write -- but what? -- I would like to brush in a few words against
a wordless background. To describe the silence and the stillness and to inspire them. What matters is the right
relationship between words and wordlessness, the wordlessness in which much more happens than in all the words one can string
together. And the wordless background of each story -- or whatever it may be -- must have a distinct hue and a discrete
content, just like those Japanese prints. It is not not some vague and incomprehensible silence, for silence too must
have contours and form. All that words should do is lend the silence form and contours. Each word is like a small
milestone, a slight rise in the ground beside a flat, endless road against sweeping plains...."
-Etty Hillesum, journal, 5 June 1942
Monday, July 16, 2012
Great ideas . . .
9:45 am pdt
"Great ideas, it has been said, come into the world as gently
as doves. Perhaps then, if we listen attentively, we shall hear amid the uproar of empires and nations, a faint flutter
of wings, the gentle stirring of life and hope."
Friday, July 13, 2012
Never give up, . . .
10:18 am pdt
Never give up, never escape, take everything in, and perhaps
suffer, that's not too awful either, but never, never give up.
-Etty Hillesum, journal, 30 April 1942
Thursday, June 21, 2012
1:13 pm pdt
"We have seen the highest circle of spiraling powers. We have named
this circle God. We might have given it any other name we wished: Abyss, Mystery, Absolute Darkness, Absolute Light, Matter,
Spirit, Ultimate Hope, Ultimate Despair, Silence. But we have named it God because only this name, for primordial reasons,
can stir the heart profoundly. And this deeply felt emotion is indispensable if we are to touch, body with body, the dread
essence beyond logic."
... is the contemplation of the facts of life from the highest
point of view. It is the soliloquy of a beholding and jubilant soul."
12:52 pm pdt
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
When Death Comes
3:40 pm pdt
When death comeslike the hungry bear in autumn
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse
to buy me, and snaps his purse shut;
when death comes
when death comes
iceberg between the shoulder blades,
to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering;
what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?
And therefore I look upon everything
as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,
and I look upon time as no more than an idea,
and I consider eternity as another possibility,
and I think of each life as a flower, as common
as a field daisy, and
and each name a comfortable
music in the mouth
tending, as all music does, toward silence,
and each body a lion of courage, and something
precious to the earth.
When it's over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married
I was a bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
When it's over, I don't want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular,
I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened
or full of argument.
I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.
~ Mary Oliver ~
and Selected Poems, Volume I)
Sunday, May 6, 2012
"Ubuntu is very difficult to render into a Western language. It
speaks of the very essence of human being. When we want to give high praise to someone we say, ‘Yu, u nobuntu';
‘Hey so-and-so has ubuntu.' Then you are generous, you are hospitable, you are friendly and caring and compassionate.
You share what you have. It is to say, ‘My humanity is caught up, is inextricably bound up, in yours.' We belong
in a bundle of life. We say, ‘A person is a person through other persons.' It is not, ‘I think therefore I
am.' It says rather: ‘I am human because I belong, I participate, I share.' A person with ubuntu is open and
available to others, affirming of others, does not feel threatened that others are able and good, for he or she has a proper
self-assurance that comes from knowing that he or she belongs in a greater whole and is diminished when others are humiliated
or diminished, when others are tortured or oppressed, or treated as if they were less than who they are."
7:02 pm pdt
-Archbishop Desmond Tutu