Haiku My Heart

Small flood plain creeps near

Clouds, aloft, threaten and scold

Green is my valley

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The Afterwards

It is the end of May and we are home from our long journey.  Starting out, it was a journey to Missouri and mission.  By the end, we had each, individually discovered that the journey wasn't so much to a physical place as to a spiritual place; to a place within our selves.

While we touched and were touched by many people in our mission experience, it was what we took away from the experience that was most valuable to us; it was with us for the rest of our travels and remains with us here, at home.

I feel a sense of openness, of patience, of calm awareness that is deeply expanded from what I felt prior to mission.  Mission improved these positives in my life.  Because of the deepened awareness, I also was forced to look at the things that I feared and was reluctant to get too close to.  There was a strong sense of shame attached to this feeling.  I was surprised at my reactions to poverty and not wanting, after all, to become intimately acquainted with it.  It shamed me.

I was also forced to face a particular fear/loathing that I've come to discover, is my primary battleground for battering down the barrier to God's command for us to give unconditional love and to expect and trust the good that is in all people.

Interior landscapes are as seasonal and changing as the world around us.  Sometimes, our seasons don't show us a great range of change but when one goes out of their comfort zone, oh how the landscape can change and become challenging, very, very challenging.

I live in a shifting interior landscape now and my winter is moving into a very hot summer.  It is here, in a time of reflection, examination, and most of all, prayer, that I can become clearer on the things I can change and accept that the good within me, has become, in all humility, better.  And the bad in me?  Expose it to the healing light and burn it away.

Haiku My Heart - National Shrine of Our Lady of the Snows

Two  weeks ago, Don told me he had a surprise waiting for me in St. Louis.  It was to be my Mother's Day gift from him.  After we left Kawanee, IL this morning, we drove in the direction of St. Louis.  The plan was (and still is) to meet up with an old school friend of Don's one evening and to explore some of the Catholic Shrines and old Catholic Churches that abound in the St. Louis area.

I diligently entered the address for the Best Western Hotel we were to stay at for the weekend and we were on our way.  As we arrived at the turn off to the hotel, we were greeted with the welcome sign to the National Shrine of our Lady of the Snows.    

I remember saying something like, "Oh, look.  One of the shrines we plan to visit is right here.  How cool is that?"  I was also eyeing the road before us somewhat suspiciously.  It wasn't an ordinary paved road.  Naturally, I was paying attention to the GPS so I'm trying to send Don the GPS way and he's stopping, reading signage, going off in other directions and I'm becoming baffled and saying so.  We won't talk about the tired man's reaction to my attempts to navigate him back on course.  

I have to admit, I was a little slow on the uptake but I finally figured it out.  THIS was my surprise.  There WAS no Best Western at the end of the road.  We had arrived at our destination.  Don had gifted me with a weekend at the Shrine hotel which was part of the gorgeous grounds we had driven through.

I was so excited, so thrilled, so overwhelmed, that I had to share the moment here right away.  The pictures below are NOT mine.  I found them on the shrine site.  A haiku erupted from me and landed here at the knee of the wonderful Rebecca Brooks.    There will be another post filled with my pictures of the experience here.  In the meantime . . .

. . . I love you Don.  You never disappoint.

  

Offertory rose

Resplendent golden shelter

Leaf song, water's bell

Morning with Mary

One of the joys of traveling, for us, is visiting catholic shrines.  And this especially means seeing stained glass such as the one to the right.

This one was found at Christchurch Cathedral (Episcopal) in downtown Indianapolis. I especially like the glowing lamp that rises over her head and the clear background that throws her forward front and center calling attention to to the central image.S
Yesterday Iwas at the Basilica of the National shrine of the Immaculate Conception. Oh, do I have more beauty to share with you.