A poem written about the truths and questions that surface on meditative walks in the labyrinth.
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When the belief systems we were handed no longer match our understanding of God, we're called to tear down what doesn't work and rebuild.
“Hello!” Yes, you. Hi! You and I are bound to one another for the next 1:45, can you believe it? You belong to my row. You belong to me. Welcome. What middle-aged, white-man name should I assign you? I’ll see what feels right. We’ve taken off, and your co-worker cont[...]
Mothers of young children do everything on repeat, work that is mundane yet meditative, showing us Mother God as the Divine in the domestic.
There are parts of us that need the light to grow, and there are parts that need the darkness. She is the one who sits with us in the dark.
We've heard of Divine transcendence, but what is Divine immanence? The feminine embraces the belief that there is divinity in the material.
Our understanding of Father God runs deep, but to understand God as Mother, we must look to the work of women at home and out in the world.