April 24, 2014
Yesterday during prayer I began to sing the song, “Getting to Know You,” from The King and I. When I was in third or fourth grade, I sang the part of Anna in a little play. I still remember the long wine colored skirt I wore with a ruffle at the bottom. And I still remember every single word of the song…
Getting to know you, getting to know all about you…
Getting to like you, getting to hope you like me…
Getting to know you, putting it my way, but nicely,
You are precisely my cup of tea!
I wondered why this song had suddenly popped into my head. Was I getting to know God? Was he getting to know me? The song seemed a bit naïve and saccharine, but, there it was…during prayer, that song. I hadn’t thought of it in years.
Getting to know you, getting to feel free and easy,
When I am with you, getting to know what to say,
Haven’t you noticed, suddenly I’m bright and breezy…
Because of all, the beautiful and new, things I’m learning about you,
The song fit, I realized. It would fit any relationship that was growing in intimacy. It was my special gift.
Then, last night, I had a profound dream. I was standing with my sister, Judy, when a great lion came and stood in front of us. There was danger, but I was not terrified. I couldn’t look. I whispered to Judy, “Be still. Just stay still.” We huddled— quiet and unmoving— until the lion lumbered off. The feeling of the dream was luminous awe.
When I awoke, I knew this was a Christ figure, like Aslan in C.S. Lewis’s stories. I felt warm and blessed…And I remembered the command, “Be still!”
Two contrasting images. One warm and fuzzy, the other, awe-inspiring. Both real…God is all things.
The next night I dreamed I was standing on the church steps, giving out hunks of rye bread to anyone who came by…there was sort of celebratory frenzy to my giving out the bread. Hunks of it…not little pieces…a basket full and overflowing.
Thank you, Great Spirit….for the dreams of the night.
Archive for April, 2014
April 24, 2014
“I am too alone in the world, and yet not alone enough
to make every moment holy.
I am too tiny in this world, and not tiny enough
just to lie before you like a thing,
shrewd and secretive.
I want my own will, and I want simply to be with my will,
as it goes toward action;
and in those quiet, sometimes hardly moving times,
when something is coming near,
I want to be with those who know secret things
or else alone.
I want to be a mirror for your whole body,
and I never want to be blind, or to be too old
to hold up your heavy and swaying picture.
I want to unfold.
I don’t want to stay folded anywhere,
because where I am folded, there I am a lie.
and I want my grasp of things to be
true before you. I want to describe myself
like a painting that I looked at
closely for a long time,
like a saying that I finally understood,
like the pitcher I use every day,
like the face of my mother,
like a ship
that carried me
through the wildest storm of all.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke
Love your website, Lyn! Your blog today reminds me of my new favorite word that
has opened me in many ways. The word is ALLOW…..and is one of life’s choices.
We have the choice to “allow”…open up, trust, let go, love, accept, find
compassion, and create possibilities. We also have the choice to resist, shut
down, worry, push away, compare, fear, and judge. Just wanted to share! Love