We stand at the edge of a true wilderness. No one has entered it, nor worn a path for us. There are no maps.
We look toward the great openness in awe of the freedom and possibility before us. Yet there is also something in us that causes us to face the unknown territory cautiously and anxiously.
Now, in this place, we take time out of time to look back, to see where we have been and what we have been, to reflect on what we have learned thus far on our journey.
We gather together to remind each other to seek our True North, and to encourage to place courage in one another.
When we leave this place, we must each find our true path. We must walk alone.
But now and then we may meet.
When we meet, may we offer each other the bread of our being.
And oh, my brothers, and oh, my sisters, if you hear me plunging wildly, despairingly, through the thicket, call out to me. Calm me.
And if you find me sleeping in the snow, awaken me, lest my heart turn to ice.
And if you hear my music, praising the mornings of the world, then in that other time, in the blackness of my night, sing it back to me.
Barbara Rohde, In the Simple Morning Light: A Meditation Manual, p. 18 (1994)
Invitation: “…sing back to me.”
Enjoy this lovely song sung by Barbara McAfee and Catherine Wilson
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I awoke with sadness… and my heart has been broken once again. I live between what I dream is possible for my son and the reality before us. I know we will find our way through the thicket to true North. I trust I will find a new song to sing along the way. In the meantime, remind me of the beauty of the journey and sing some songs to me.
May our song guide us
when our eyes can’t find a trail,
when darkness blinds us.
...
Love’s rhythms lead us,
past borders, barriers, damned dams.
We walk, work with hope.