is remembering its
soul. For so long
a lonely vigilance
has guarded the
soil of faith.
Listen and see;
become the willing
servant of love.
Anything can heal
your fear
if you bless it.
----©Laura Sorrells 2013
all rights reserved
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Monday, June 10, 2013
a new thought
is remembering its
soul. For so long
a lonely vigilance
has guarded the
soil of faith.
Listen and see;
become the willing
servant of love.
Anything can heal
your fear
if you bless it.
----©Laura Sorrells 2013
all rights reserved
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
already
music comes
to find me
in the corners
of your quiet
weather. Already
I can feel its
footsteps crossing
my heart, like
oars in the rain
of a river,
rising.
©Laura Sorrells 2013
all rights reserved
Sunday, November 4, 2012
inside
Last night my teacher taught me the lesson of poverty,
having nothing and wanting nothing.
having nothing and wanting nothing.
I am a naked man standing inside a mine of rubies,
clothed in red silk.
clothed in red silk.
I absorb the shining and now I see the ocean,
billions of simultaneous motions moving in me.
billions of simultaneous motions moving in me.
A circle of lovely, quiet people
becomes the ring on my finger.
becomes the ring on my finger.
Then wind, and the thunder of rain on the way.
I have such a teacher.
---Rumi, trans. Coleman Barks
I have such a teacher.
---Rumi, trans. Coleman Barks
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- Laura
- Georgia, United States
- I live at the edge of the forest in a little town in the north Georgia mountains. I teach sixth grade Language Arts and am writing a memoir of sorts about family, spirituality, and narrative. I am also exploring a possible writing project having to do with contemporary lay contemplative experience and how it might be informed by the Desert Fathers and Mothers of early Christianity. I am a relatively recent convert to Roman Catholicism and an admirer of Pope Francis, Leonardo Boff, Joan Chittister, and Richard Rohr. I'm a Lay Associate of Our Lady of the Holy Spirit Monastery in Conyers, Georgia. I am interested in indigenous cultures, narratives, and spirituality, especially how these can inform my spirituality as a lay contemplative. I write, read, take pictures, play around with creating ephemera from paper and cloth and other organic things. I cook, hike, watch wildlife, and collect random bits of interesting oddness, both tangible and abstract. I am a seer of smallness and a caretaker of ridiculous minutiae. If you want, e-mail me at riverrun67@gmail.com or lksorrells@hotmail.com.