Tag Archive for ‘Quakers’

FirstDay Sermon: Should You Be Empty?

A lot of meditation teachers talk about the practice of “emptying” yourself when you sit down to pray. A word about prayer vs. meditation. These two are pretty much the same. Prayer tends to be something we do with words, while we think of meditation as silence. But I’ve done some meditation in kundalini yoga that requires repeating a mantra out loud over and over again (like Catholics do with […]

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The Second Coming

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere    The ceremony of innocence is drowned….                                                 William Butler Yeats, “The Second Coming” I can’t explain it, so maybe I shouldn’t even try. But I love trying to put words to wordless rhythms of the soul. It’s the only art […]

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Dance Your Way to Happiness

  When I was in Paris, France, this past summer, in the Church of Mary Magdalene in the Opera district, I walked in and began to dance. It was Bastille Day, only I didn’t realize that until later. The energy of freedom was in the air, and when I heard the organ, there was nothing I could do put take off my shoes and move. I have never danced like […]

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What If There Are No Mistakes?

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” –Mary Oliver, “The Summer Day” Yesterday, a wise friend of mine drove me from our comfy little table outside a cafe in Old City Philadelphia to the beaten-down pounding lot set up by Philadelphia Parking Authority, because they had towed my car. I had been having a great conversation with two other women, but […]

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Be an Instrument

The Holy Spirit has many channels. If one doesn’t work, she finds another. She is infinitely creative. We always have a choice in this life whether to work with Her, to allow her in, or to toil on our own while staying lost and confused. I don’t know that I believed in God, or could use that word without choking, for a long time. But when my son was born […]

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