Becoming Perceptive

Radical Resilience

From Brian McLaren for the Daily Meditations of the Center for Action and Resilience on 31 December 2023:

“…our theme for 2024 will be: Radical Resilience. Each of those words is important. The word ‘radical’ means going to the root, going to the depths, going beneath the surface.… In fact, that’s what contemplation really is: it’s paying deep attention to the deep dimensions of life. So, radical resilience means radical, deep attention to the deepest roots of resilience. Resilience is the capacity to withstand and recover from hardship or difficulty.” (emphasis mine)

Becoming Perceptive

Sense of “wow”

“The twentieth-century rabbi and theologian Abraham Joshua Heschel [1907–1972] wrote a lot about “radical amazement,” [1] that sense of “wow” about the world, which he claimed is the root of spirituality. It’s the kind of thing that people often experience in nature—at the proverbial mountaintop, when walking in the woods, seeing a gorgeous view of the ocean. But it’s also, I think, about bringing that sense of awe into the little things we often take for granted, or consider part of the background of our lives. This includes the flowers on the side of the road; the taste of ice cream in our mouths; … or to find a really, really good stick on the ground. And it also includes things we generally don’t even think of as pleasures, like the warm soapy water on our hands as we wash dishes. [2]”

[1] Abraham Joshua Heschel, God in Search of Man: A Philosophy of Judaism (New York: Macmillan, 1976), chap. 4. Cited by Ruttenberg, Nurture the W0w, 293.
[2] Danya Ruttenberg, Nurture the Wow: Finding Spirituality in the Frustration, Boredom, Tears, Poop, Desperation, Wonder, and Radical Amazement of Parenting (New York: Flatiron Books, 2016), 56–57.

–from Richard Rohr Daily Meditation: Recognizing and Appreciating, Center for Action and Contemplations, July 27, 2023

Becoming Perceptive · Reflecting

Another look at attention

Attention is the beginning of contemplation, or rather its necessary condition: for, through attention, God comes close and reveals Himself to the mind. Attention is serenity of the mind, or rather it’s standing firmly planted and not wandering, through the gift of God’s mercy.
—Nicephorus the Solitary (from Center for Action and Contemplation, Richard Rohr Daily Meditation: Contemplative Prayer is Nothing New email on February 27, 2023)

Being

From my heart

“…led [Dacher] deeper and deeper into investigating the primary experience of awe in human life — moments when we have a sense of wonder, an experience of mystery, that transcends our understanding. These, it turns out, are as common in human life globally as they are measurably health-giving and immunity-boosting. They bring us together with others, again and again. They bring our nervous system, and heartbeat, and breath into sync — and even into sync with other bodies around us. This science is a wildly accessible, minute-to-minute invitation to practice a common human experience that is literally life-giving, and nourishing, and actively good for this world of pain and promise that we inhabit.” —from https://onbeing.org/programs/dacher-keltner-the-thrilling-new-science-of-awe/

A friend just sent me a message to say “I thought of you and your wonderful pictures when I listened to this podcast…had to share!”

I am truly touched–for another to see awe in my photographs means that I have communicated from my heart. Who could ask for more?

Notes

Winter is comin’…

It’s the birthday of Pre-Raphaelite poet Christina Rossetti, born in London in 1830.

She published her most famous collection, Goblin Market and Other Poems (1862), when she was 31 years old. And most people today would probably recognize one of her poems as a well-known Christmas carol.

It begins:

In the bleak midwinter

Frosty wind made moan,

Earth stood hard as iron,

Water like a stone;

Snow had fallen, snow on snow,

Snow on snow,

In the bleak midwinter

Long ago.

–From The Writer’s Almanac with Garrison Keillor, December 5, 2022

Reflecting

July 4, 2022

O say can we see,

by the Gone’s early flight,

What so loudly we failed

at the mornlight’s past gleaming,

Whose flawed stripes and strifed scars,

through the perilous plight,

Our wan hearts, we watched,

stirred and valiantly screaming.

And the rifle’s dread glare,

bullets bursting in air,

Gave truth in our sight

that our flag was not spared.

O say does that scar-mangled banner yet save

Our land of the free and the home of the brave?

– Amanda Gorman –

(July 4, 2022)

Amanda Gorman is the first National Youth Poet Laureate of the United States.

Faith

Prayer

Eternal Spirit, Earth-maker, Pain-bearer, Life-giver,
Source of all that is and that shall be,
Father and Mother of us all,
Loving God, in whom is heaven:

The hallowing of your name echo through the universe!
The way of your justice be followed by the peoples of the world!
Your heavenly will be done by all created beings!
Your commonwealth of peace and freedom sustain our hope and come on earth.

With the bread we need for today, feed us.
In the hurts we absorb from one another, forgive us.
In times of temptation and test, strengthen us.
From trials too great to endure, spare us.
From the grip of all that is evil, free us.

For you reign in the glory of the power that is love, now and for ever.
Amen.

– The New Zealand Book of Prayer | He Karakia Mihinare o Aotearoa

Reflecting

Pandemic

Pandemic

What if you thought of it
as the Jews consider the Sabbath—
the most sacred of times?
Cease from travel.
Cease from buying and selling.
Give up, just for now,
on trying to make the world
different than it is.
Sing. Pray. Touch only those
to whom you commit your life.
Center down.
And when your body has become still,
reach out with your heart.
Know that we are connected
in ways that are terrifying and beautiful.
(You could hardly deny it now.)
Know that our lives
are in one another’s hands.
(Surely, that has come clear.)
Do not reach out your hands.
Reach out your heart.
Reach out your words.
Reach out all the tendrils
of compassion that move, invisibly,
where we cannot touch.
Promise this world your love—
for better or for worse,
in sickness and in health,
so long as we all shall live.


—Lynn Ungar 3/11/20 (Read in
Richard Rohr’s Daily Meditation From the Center for Action and Contemplation, July 11, 2020)