warning: rambling session trying to 'name it'
when we are a part of our change we don't always notice the subtlety to our life changes. when i have looked at my flowers (which are nothing more than a prayer station growing & some flowers that i have yet to plant) i forget to look at them intently from day to day. i certainly have a chance as they sit on my front doorstep. what happens is that i let the change happen until it is so drastic that i can't help but notice the deformity, illness, lack of nutrition, weakness, etc.
as i've started my pilgrimage in Christian life i rarely notice the subtle changes that alter me, good and bad. with me and some of you, i assume, the bad ones slowly consume till we are worn or depleted, left with nothing to show but a core of roots and stem. the good ones,.. i'm not sure, we probably celebrate them, they might feel like a new relationship where we have fallen in love, they might be an epiphany that we cannot understand.. whatever they are like, i've never been one to see it as a changing of my core foundation, but it generally has been.
the latest foundation lay-ed in my life has been the discovery of monastic spirituality, the practices and the mysticism woven with the monastic helped to lay a new foundation for the pilgrimage. since then i've tried to keep to my practices with varied success. as life has changed the romance of the new relationship has changed. i'm not giddy as much, but yet, i hold more to them now than ever. i know more about the practices than ever. yet, strangely, i feel more and more depleted. the times of being truly inspired by God are only there sporadically. the feeling of having profound thought (and i define this simply as being more productive thought than anything) seems fading.
this blog i feel, can & is a reflection of this feeling. moments of inspiration, and then just filler.
to me now, this is one of those proverbial crossroads. i can change for something else, setting a new foundation or i can continue with where i am. as a person of my culture i should just change, turn left or right at the crossroads. however, to be a Christian set apart from this world, shouldn't i choose to follow the path less traveled (to rip-off robert frost). or is it more of what St. Benedict
says that a vow of stability is necessary for us, for me. stability as St. Benedict would impart is physical and spiritual. your physical being a stable presence in the monastery, the church, the home. the spiritual aspect of it.. could it be that we remain in the practices of our faith that root us in our relationship with God, even when they don't produce pretty flowers.
maybe it is that i have strayed from what was/is essential and added on the varied 'nutrients' that are made specifically for faith. anyways, i fed the plants water before i left this morning. i'll be seeking to find out what i need in the coming days. cause i darn tired of this dry time.
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