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Journey/Lex is a weekly reflection sharing poetry, photography, dance, song, art, and words from mystics and holy voices from near and far. 
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“Whatever You’re Looking For Can Only Be Found Inside Of You.”
~Rumi





 
 

Consecration

 

 

If given a chance
I would pare it down.
I would do it all over again,
heal keen wounds
carved to make me fit.


I would do it all over again,
heel when I come to titanic doors.
If given a chance at the pair,
I'd stay in sun, not enter shade.


A chance, if I was given,
I would banquet on each juicy pear.
Again, I would do it over,
He'd welcome my redesign.

Under skyward arm of branches wide,
feet bared to moss and stone,
tides brushing sanded earth,
and air a swirl of life I'd stand.


This temple granted all,
no one left aside,
no one banished by belief,
or refused by creed or rule,
all embraced in gifts profound.


I'd honor bird and bee,
beast and human.

I'd honor me, formed in grace
in perfect flame,
one hand in Yours, the other open,
one path for all to be.


May all walls crumble into gravel.
May all breathe in the depth of You.
And may we, everyone together,
walk each other home.








 

Orlando.

Another one.

I am from Colorado and a first grade teacher, too many to list now.

I am tired of boundaries, lines drawn over and within religious belief systems. The whitewashing, justifications, excuses for the arming of those who live in fear.

There have been many touching, wise, angry, heartbroken words shared this week, much more eloquent than I can summon. They pass over me once again, yet not provoking change. The only thing I can change is myself.

A full Moon is Monday, the Summer Solstice. I join with others to welcome newness, wholeness under a moon given to all without sanction. I drop the conceptions of my past by embracing the new without fear. No more systems to alienate. No more boundaries drawn. The search is over.


I consecrate myself on a new path open to all.
I step into Oneness, Compassion, and Wisdom
under sky, feet grounded to earth,
in breath of air,

this temple given to all.
I honor myself as a mirror of the Divine in you
to recognize the Divine in me.


This is my chance to do it again, revised. 

Lexanne






 

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,
to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First to let go of life.
Finally, to take a step without feet.
- Rumi
from Ravenous Butterflies on Facebook








 
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About the author:
 I am a first grade teacher who has found her ministry in sharing the word through poetry and presenting monologues of women from the New Testament. 

With this weekly reflection I hope to bring an awareness of the Divine through the arts - my poetry, photography, and through dance, song, and visual art, as well as words from mystics and holy voices from near and far. 

Namaste.
Munay. 

Mitakuye Oyasin.
Amen.
 


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