Wednesday, January 25, 2012

I Hold You


This expression, "I hold you", is used frequently by my youngest nephew Nathaniel when he wants to be held. I love it as it really articulates a deeper level of need that exists in the world, a need to be held and comforted. Children, who have not formed the "crusts", as I call the layers of armour built around our body as a protection or defense that is a result of either our upbringing or desire to be politically correct, state exactly what they want and express their inner feelings including asking to be held and or having tantrums. In our own way, when we do not speak from our mind or heart, these "crusts" of supposed protection usually creates a more negative outcome. Specifically, when we hold in our words, thoughts and actions because we think that is what we are suppose to do, in lieu of crying, shouting, sometimes cursing or other expression not expressed, we develop rigidity and worse disease. This morning, as I was meditating, I began to feel the rocking sensation that often occurs during a deep meditation and with clarity in mind I felt a sense of being held by God. I picked up my little cross that I keep near while meditating, held it to my heart, and knew that God was calling me to hold Him. PS I recall often, my mother sitting on my father's lap at the end of a long day and being held by dad. Is there someone you can hold today? I hold you.

Monday, January 23, 2012

Back on Track

My theme this year revolves around keeping resolutions, through periodic fresh starts and clean slates. Each day I reflect on what I want to do and some gets done and some does not. Well here I am, on January 23 and using rain as my excuse, I am not inclined to go out on a walk nor did I walk last week. This morning I shall do a yoga practice including some quiet meditation. I read that meditation may in fact help us stay focus, certainly allows for some quietness in otherwise full days. I am recommitting this morning to at least doing my yoga this morning. Here I go.

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Bite Size Resolutions

Hmm, I have been pondering my new year's goals/resolutions for the last week or so. Goals are something I think about, write down in my journal and try to achieve each year. Mostly for the past 26years they have revolved around savings, getting a home, winning a sales award, exercise and maintaining a regular spiritual practice. My mom, who had just read an article on the matter of goals, reminded us the more specific the goal the easier to measure and achieve. This I believe. However, I also believe, each day is a fresh start and breaking goals down into bit size pieces is helpful. Yesterday, I thought about starting a detox diet to start this week, even before the New Year and then, not feeling well, I just had a piece of toast and some canned chicken noodle soup. Then, I pondered a walk; again, not feeling well, I laid down and rested. My idea for 2012 is to just be present in every day and work on a goal for that day, such as a walk, or making a low calorie smoothie. My goals are still evolving, however, today I feel better, good enough to begin. So just for today, I will write this bite size blog.

Friday, December 30, 2011

The Christmas Eve Program

Each year, for as long as I can remember my family does a Christmas Eve program. In my young years, my mother would organize the program around our talents, including my sisters and me playing Christmas carols on the piano, my brother Patrick playing beautiful violin music, Christopher and Damien doing gospel readings and sharing other assorted "talents" her children have. One year, our brother JP demonstrated how to make luminaries or "luminaries" said with Spanish accent. That year, JP also arranged about 40 luminaries outside our house lighting up the path from driveway to front door. Each program ended with mother telling the story of the Jesse Tree, which our brother Patrick had learned about as a young student and my father leading us in our blessing before our Christmas Eve dinner. As we have gotten older, the organizing baton passed from mother to her daughters and was led by my siblings, mostly Bridget and incorporated the talents of our nieces and nephews. This 2011 Christmas, Bridget, passed the baton to James, our 13 year old nephew. James developed the program with the help of his sister Sarah and brother Matthew. James was our emcee and did an outstanding job leading and adding transitional and thoughtful commentary between each shared talent, including Sarah's amazing singing and sharing of the secret 12 days of Christmas, Matthew playing on his recorder a beautiful song, James and Matthew's joyful singing and dancing to a Chipmunk carol, our traditional gospel reading led by Christopher, "the nun", a nickname we use for our beloved Sr. Anastasia read a reflection, the Candy Cane Christ by Rebecca, the famed Jesse Tree story as told by Bridget, and dad leading us in the blessing. This year had particular reverence. Each of us deeply listening and fully engaging in the program that permeated a true Christmas peace. The depth and beauty of this Christmas Eve tradition inspired me to write this blog. I love every aspect of Christmas but most especially, my favorite, continues to be our family's Christmas Eve program. The spirit of Christmas is alive in my family and my cup overflows.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Mom's Red Book, and My Toile Room


These are the inspiration for my blog today. Here I am sitting in my guest bedroom painted this beautiful warm color called toile and reading through mom's Red Book. Mom's Red Book is a compilation of recipes, prayers, activities and miscellaneous documented rituals we grew up with as we celebrated each holiday "holy" day with intention and love. I opened the book looking for mom's apple pie recipe and discovered that each page captured a memory and a longing to reflect. Our big family of 9 children and our lovely and gracious parents have much to reflect and be thankful for as we prepare for this Thanksgiving. My parents are healthy even as my mother recovers from a stroke she is able to bake pies and be present to my weekly phone calls. My dad is sturdy, intelligent, and will make the Turkey dinner for those in Arkansas from start to finish. This year they will have Jessica, my niece, and her husband Jason and my oldest sister Sr. Anastasia. I am grateful for my family, for Mom's Red Book and the warmth of my little guest room where I often come to sew, read and reflect on the many good things I am grateful for. Happy Thanksgiving week to all.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Beatitude Living

What attitude shall I be? After a restless sleep, my mind kept returning to reflecting on Jesus' eight beatitudes. The beatitudes are Jesus' way of teaching us to bring the kingdom of heaven to earth, building it here by living the virtues stated below. As described by St. Gregory of Nyssa, a mystic who lived in Cappadocia in Asia Minor around 380 AD "Beatitude is a possession of all things held to be good, from which nothing is absent that a good desire may want.

THE EIGHT BEATITUDES OF JESUS
"Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are they who mourn,
for they shall be comforted.

Blessed are the meek,
for they shall inherit the earth.

Blessed are they who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
for they shall be satisfied.

Blessed are the merciful,
for they shall obtain mercy.

Blessed are the pure of heart,
for they shall see God.

Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they shall be called children of God.

Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven."

Gospel of St. Matthew 5:3-10
Rather than being frustrated about certain matters related to work pressures, I will be blessed in reflecting and living the beatitudes. Today I shall hunger and thirst for righteousness for my beloved friend and colleague.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Getting our world back to work

"Work remains a good thing, not only because it is useful and enjoyable, but also because it expresses and increases the worker's dignity. Through work we not only transform the world, we are transformed ourselves, becoming 'more a human being'." From Pope John Paul's encyclical "Laborem Exercens" On Human Work.
As the President of St Catherine's conference for our St. Vincent De Paul Society, our message last night from our manual referred to both Pope John Paul's 1981 message on the value of work and Frederick Ozanam, our founders' 1848 message on the value of work. Our group shared perspectives, all of us agreeing, that today is no different than 1848 when injustices occurred for workers. America recognized the importance of caring for its citizens by instituting our social security program in 1935 and the first checks sent in 1940. As Vincentians, we work to help eliminate the immediate needs of the poor providing food, and clothing and also helping pay rent so that people can remain in their homes. With all this said, the issue that we discussed last night is deeper: People begin to lose their dignity as they remain unemployed. We must work to help people find employment not only for the financial benefits but for the emotional and mental benefits. Employment gets us up in the morning, it calls us to show up and most of all it brings back our personal dignity that enlivens our spirit. The benefits of working are far greater than just the financial implications; employment and productivity can heal the soul.