Wild Voices Weaving Wholeness

Flesh of my Flesh
Bone of my Bone
Spirit of my Spirit
weave Wholeness and Beauty
from the threads of my fragments
so there is but One heart, One flesh, One spirit
Celebrating diversity.
— lg, Solstice Prayer 2010

“I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.”
— Marilyn Monroe

CONSECRATED

All has been consecrated.
The Creatures in the forest know this,

the earth does, the seas do, the clouds know
as does the heart full of
love.

Strange a priest would rob us of this
knowledge

and then empower himself
with the ability

to make holy what
already was.
— St. Cathrine of Siena, Love Poems from God

UNTIL YOU CAN EXPLAIN

Priests!
Until you can explain a paving stone, do not try to explain God:
Until your creeds can do as much as apples and hen’s eggs, let
down your eyebrows a little,
Until our Bibles and prayer-books are able to walk like me,
And until your brick and mortar can procreate as I can,
I beg you, Sirs, do not presume to put them above me.
— Walt Whitman