It was such a mistake to play Leonard Cohen all morning yesterday. Such a beautiful mistake. He got in my head. Shoveled over me with his guts and power and voice— “his” words sat with “mine” for a while. Just recalling it is stunning my brain on this morning of our first snow. The snow lightens up the place. The trees whirl but the evening sky is mourning ‘what was.’ As night passes, everything is different. Me too. As soon as I’m not looking elsewhere, change is a blunt instrument scrubbing off the top layer of my “reasons.”
It seems a time when my individual solitude is joining others experiencing individual solitude. It is not something we do for a reason. “For no reason” is the way of the soul, a way in which even mistakes become blessing.
That was yesterday.
Today I woke to: “Don’t go out to get anything. Be present for the coming.”
We are speaking of an opening in time itself and a movement, a swirling movement, coming in. . . “Mirari,” 132-33
We are speaking of . . . receptivity. Its availability for all that is coming in the way of The New. “Mirari,” 148
You have felt this time coming.
I used to have plenty friends especially from traveling, but now (77 years ) I live in solitude besides my brother (cancer), my young sister (thyroïdectomie ) and my nephew ( mosaic of down syndrome ).I just pour my love into my nephew, he is the most open heart I know and he receives it and send it back. That’s relationship I guess. In the past, when I was reading ACIM, I thought it was “special relationship “, I don’t think so anymore ( giving and receiving as One ). Mari, I enjoy very much your musings, and I am looking forward to read “Memoria, the way of the Marys”. LOVE.
Truze, it is Thanksgiving morning, early in the cabin where I do not usually check online. To find your personal reply means so much to me. Relationships make up the fabric of our lives, they’re our coat of many colors, our habitat. Bless your dear heart for caring. In Memoria I was experiencing some family difficulties and as it goes to print I’ve wondered if it was fair to reveal them, fair to those so dear to me. But it’s the way of life, isn’t it. And when we exclude it from our conversations of the heart it “becomes” marginalized. Sometimes we think we’re the only ones. We feel alone. And then the denial of the feminine comes, and our desires for our own lives, as well as our nurture isn’t seen as the love and courage and strength that it is. Thank you for your strength and courage and love, Truze.
By the way if you need any help with Memoria, proofreading or otherwise, here I am.
Oh Mari I didn’t see your response till now,the 4th of april 2022. It’s so beautiful an answer. It soothes my soul and heart. Thank you, my lovely friend. The effect of your love is tremendous on me ( and others I believe ).
You got me listening to Cohen from your previous post. The minor fall the major lift. The way of the intermediary. Loss for gain. A panoply of special relationships. And yet the recognition that there is something there in this flood of feeling transformed to Hallelujah.
He keeps walking it back to this something that can’t be named a treasure in the fount of feeling the ego does not know what to do with. He can talk about it, point to it. But discovery awaits the way of the Marys, the direct experience of being it all in relationship. How are we to get to what we are without passing what we thought we lost? And how do we look on it without suffering to go beyond to what has always been?
A mother in Union with God brought forth a Son, because he was desired and the world changed. Hallelujah! Now we are finding our way into Union and relationship to birth the new. The call is being answered. We are gathering together within the one heart with many faces to remember and remind.
Thank you, Mari.
I haven’t been on your musings for a while and to see you just posted this today makes me pause… just pause and be present, open to my heart’s longing, trust and wait…