Tuesday, April 26, 2011
I practice mercy toward my former selves,
and so see my life – not fractured –
though full of starts and finishes.
Reincarnations then these starts –
leaps of Sandra-faith into the new.
Those finishes – necessary falls, times
out of daily world and rhythms when
emotion and intellect collide, constructs collapse.
Yet this body has not died and
spirit, though clothed in foreign garments,
remains wedded to this earth.
I spiral up and then I spiral down.
Sometimes I spiral in.
But there is a center.
And it does hold. And some revelation
Always is at hand.*
*William Yeats begins the second stanza of "The Second Coming" with these lines:
" Surely some revelation is at hand;/ Surely the Second Coming is at hand." As I wrote this reflection, felt the energy of the "gyre" of which he writes, but I felt the vibrations as Sacred Union and living reincarnations.
Note: Yeats’ Vision speaks of two conical helixes that are joined so that the widest part of one helix meets in the same plane of the point or smallest part of the other helix. Certainly, this the hexagram formed by the chalice and the blade is a cross-section of this union. And two helixes joined this way from the side would also form this pattern of the Sacred Union.
Friday, April 22, 2011
I love that Earth Day and Good Friday are on the same day this year. I am gardening and praying to Mother Earth.