Sunday, December 7, 2014

Twelve Days with Mary - Day Seven



Gate of Heaven
you are round and open,
beckoning.

Your hands are raised in blessing
blessings rain down on our uplifted faces,
Mother of the All,
you contain the answer to our deepest longings.

Fill me with hope for the new world,
a world of pervasive peace and unmitigated justice,
where swords are hammered into plowshares,
and our leaders sow vegetable seeds.


Lady of the Mountain,
I have struggled for your summit.
The ascent has been harrowing,
but I have grown strong on my journey.
Now I see the world as you see it,
broken and beautiful,
flawed and perfect.
-  Mirabai Starr from Mother of God, Similar to fire

An old furniture polish tin turned into a shrine

Twelve Days with Mary
a pilgrimage
a journey of a thousand steps
into the realm where heart and mind meet

hosted by Rebecca 
from Recuerda mi Corazon

Click here if you would like to walk with us.

blessings
Hettienne


11 comments:

  1. Thankyou for bringing this into a world so obsessed with the commercial xmas

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  2. "where swords are hammered into plowshares,
    and our leaders sow vegetable seeds": would that not solve so many things!

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  3. Another beautiful, heartfelt shrine!

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  4. Amazing shrine. Did you make it?

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    1. yes i did! i am always seeing shrines and altars in everyday objects

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  5. I love how Mirabai's stanzas are interspersed from the small to the eventual whole. Very effective.

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  6. "where swords are hammered into plowshares,
    and our leaders sow vegetable seeds": would that not solve so many things!

    yes...i thought the same thing!!

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  7. A furniture polish tin! Surely the sacred ordinary!

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  8. Dear Hettienne, this is exquisite, the images, the words, the blessed intention… beautiful.

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