My soul longs for more
This week marks the beginning of the Christian season of Lent. These handful of final Winter weeks before the daffodils herald Spring are an invitation for me to tuck in and take stock of where I am, where I would like to be going and what gives my life true meaning. Lent is a time to make peace with my humanity, investigate my divinity and vigorously pursue as Joseph Campbell said, “the rapture of being alive.” Many heart-to-heart conversations will take place with myself and with God in the quiet. Am I taking good care of the temple of me, physically, emotionally and spiritually? Are the significant relationships in my life in good standing? If not, who needs an olive branch? What do I need to intentionally let go of to make way for something better, more creative and redemptive to come my way? What does my soul need more of to experience greater meaning and joy? Although not a fun exercise, I must visit the metaphorical Confessional and tell the truth; every flaw, fear and doubt in the hope of experiencing a new lightness of being. These “wilderness” weeks are also a time to be gentle with myself and seek the rest, prayer and study I need to return to the world creative and inspired. Something happened to Jesus during his own 40-day retreat into the wilderness. He returned to the world bigger, brighter, braver and more hopeful for what was ahead. May I too know a little of this grace.
Creator of me,
my soul longs for more
more depth and more meaning
more quiet
more good news
more belly laughter
more recipes
more of my husband’s smile
more adventure
more trees
more whimsy and more play
more bonjours
more spontaneity
more cuddles
more dirty kitchens and more extra chairs pulled up to the table
more candlelit conversations
more confession of my flaws
more mint, basil, oregano, lavender and rosemary on my fingertips
more stillness
more stories of redemption
more creative sparks
more signs of hope
more I-love-You’s, sorry’s and thank you’s
more of the sacred and the shining
more cafe au laits, dark chocolate, vervain tea, honey, South Carolina peaches, baguettes, buttery olive oil and Parmesan
more praying through the setbacks
more demonstrations of courage
more mystic in me
more risings
more of the mystery
More God.
Amen.
Live in Hope,
Farrell
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