I wrap my arms around my precious family 
as we move together 
and separately 
through Holy Week, 
bearing in our own bodies and minds and hearts 
the essence of what it means 
to be human 
and alive 
in the spirit and consciousness 
of Jesus.
When Jesus says, 
“Take up your cross and follow me,” 
He invites me
into the Life Force
that is incarnated 
in the absolute center 
of my life experiences–
with all the Cana wedding celebrations, 
with my water transformed into euphoric wine, 
with all the rejection 
and humiliation, 
doubt and faithfulness 
and agony 
that comes with Holy Week.  
I see the amazing days of Holy Week
unfolding within my life 
My Judas trickster and betrayer moments, 
my intimacy and separation,
my impetuous Peter moments,
my intimate Mary of Magdala moments, 
my misunderstandings of trusted friends moments, 
my agony in abandonment moments,
and monumental moments
ingesting my costly bitter wine.  


Our Storybook Sky

I found myself walking on my familiar journey 

surrounded by a great darkness 

that encompassed my winding path.


I kept my usual pace until by happenstance

I gazed skyward   

 beyond the stubble and dips and crevices

of my ordinary life,

finding myself bathed and gathered upward 

 into the mystery of the Milky Way.


One solid glance

and everything changed.

A strange door opened within

the secret chambers of my soul.

A shift, a reflective awareness, seized me.

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