Monday Morning Mary: Thank You for Noticing

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Monday Morning Mary: Thank You for Noticing

Thank you for noticing
the ordinary day,
how the sun was shining
and everything
flowed
like the little brook
you stopped to watch

how your sweet dog,
old as she is,
almost wanted to walk
up the hill
and then trotted like a pony
back down

how you made plans
for the day
and some of them worked out

how you reclined in the sun
and read a novel instead

how a dinner of spinach
and potatoes tastes
like a celebration
when made by someone
who loves you

and how your heart turned
toward the one you love
as the evening grew bright
with the crescendo of crickets
heralding change
still masked
in these last green
days of August

 

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Monday Morning Mary: Remain in Love

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In These Times

You have turned to me
in disbelief, shaken
as the earth cracks
like bone
under the plan and force
of stricken minds.

How, you ask,
can this continue to happen?
How, you wonder,
can your tiny prayer matter?

I tell you now
that it does.
That all the tiny prayers
of the world
add up
like the grains of sand
that line the oceans.

Imagine yourself
on the shore of Holy Presence.
Release the answers
you have disguised as prayer.
Receive the messages of love
that arrive on soft waves.

Do not neglect such imagining.
It is prayer.

Walk now, back into your
day which is no longer ordinary,
and be a sanctuary.
Serve love.
Welcome love.
Remain in love.

 

Mary and Jesus in Ocean Grove

Photos taken by my sister, Christine. If you zoom in on the first one, you can see rain streaming like tears down Mother Mary’s face.

Monday Morning Mary: I Cannot Believe in That God Any More

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I Cannot Believe in That God Any More

that giant man with a biblical beard
looming in the sky
unhappy with my mistakes
sending me bad stuff.

The God I love
is a beach blanket
wild with orange and hot pink patterns
sheer enough for light and air
to drift through,
the kind of blanket
that catches in the sunny beach breeze,
flapping and bubbling,
the blanket I can’t wait to
smooth across the hot sand
and plunk my goofy bones down on
so that I can partake in the full menu
of blissful beach therapies:
sand, salt air, surf, sun, sleep.

On ordinary days, like today,
when God is not a beach blanket,
she picks up her knitting
and settles down next to me on the couch
so I can take a nap without worrying.
As I lose myself in the reverie
of the God/beach-blanket metaphor
and all its possibilities,
she loops her long hair behind her ear,
leans over, all pleased and all,
and kisses my forehead,
right on the third eye.
 

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Monday Morning Mary: Heart Surgery

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Heart Surgery

When she whispered
I am speaking through your heart
I knew she meant not to me.
She who is larger than the stars
gave promise to shrink into my heart,
become a mystery to solve a mystery.

Comes the day, I pray hello
as I open the door to my heart
and fall asleep.
The doctor enters with his lovely light
looking for places that need more light.
She who relaxes with the angels welcomes him,
answers his questions
until my heart is lit and love
radiates cleanly in every direction.

I awaken to a heart in me
that is neither muscle nor drum,
but glowing space, a vessel
of soft light to guide my way,
a mystery to solve a mystery.

 

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Mother Mary with the morning sun above and a small green orb of light below, a blessing.

Monday Morning Mary: Mercy

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Mercy

Mercy comes to me as a blanket
the color of pearls
and ferns
soft
with enough stretch
to cover the awkward angles of
misguided thought

delivered with uncanny timing
not mine
by four angels
who let the blanket
drift down like snow
upon my naked head

their opal wings
say something
I can almost hear

under this mercy
which I do not deserve,
because that is the point
of mercy,
I wonder, what have I learned,
and how am I to share
the pearls
 

 

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Sunset on the Hudson River.

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Photos in this post were taken on the grounds of Mariandale Retreat and Conference Center, New York.

12 Days of Thanksgiving: Day 11, Healing

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12 Things I Am Grateful For This Year
Day 11:  Healing

May you be healed.
May your body find balance.
May your energy return.
May whatever you carry that is not truly yours dissolve.
May health blossom in all the cleared spaces.
May you be peaceful and patient
while Divine Medicine and all its tributaries
rise and flush,
clear and nourish,
restore and heal
every system, cell, and space,
physical and infinite.
May your path today be light.

~~~

Mary at Capuchin

Our Lady of Grace, with an orb of light in the lower right,
as if it is a blessing that has just fallen from her hand

Blessing for Lilliana

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Blessing for Lilliana on Her Baptism

May you be blessed on this day
with a key to your inner sanctuary,
that place inside you where God always is.

May you come to know prayer
in its full voice:
as a way of living, a way of serving,
a way of being still.

May this rosary invite you to remember
this day when all those who love you
gathered to celebrate your coming
into this world to bless each of their lives
in a unique way.

May this rosary remind you of all the blessings
those people are wishing you today,
the blessings of a life filled with color and beauty,
wonder, compassion, strength, gentleness,
well-being, and courage.

May your light shine, dear Lilliana,
outward from your heart
in every direction.

Mary Garden

Monday Morning Mary: While You Were Praying for Signs

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While You Are Praying for Signs

While you are praying for signs
a handful of deer rest
in the woods
just beside you

While you face east
with the morning sun glinting through
the singing trees in a blessing onto your face
the deer face east, too

While you are silent in devotion
the deer you don’t even know are there
are silent, too

Only when you are done
standing before the Holy Mother
filling your spirit for the day
only then as you take your first step
back into your day
do you see

two deer resting peacefully
in the little valley beside you

and between you and the deer
is your dog
also quiet on the autumn earth

here you all are
in a rare harmony

you struggle in your flawed capacity
to take in
the fullness
of what
you know must be
a gift

it is not the hidden deer
which you now discover to be five
or the silence of your dog in their presence
but the calm energy
that flows freely
like script
among all of you,
evenly creatures
receiving
an answer

 

Deer in Valley - Four

After this lovely experience with these deer this morning, I tiptoed inside to get my camera, and was able to capture the shots you see in this post.

I think the shot above has four of the deer.

Deer facing away

I never knew deer had “eyes” at the back of their head.

Deer three

Someone new arrives.

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May you find the signs you need today.

Blessings,

Cheryl

 

Monday Morning Mary: She Said Yes

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She Said Yes

A year ago
when I prayed to
Our Lady of Journey
for a miracle
it sounded like no.

No you cannot go
to Maine or to the store
or anywhere.

I begged shamelessly
and it all fell apart anyway—
the meticulously planned trip
the leanings toward wellness
the chance to move past
an enduring spell
of no’s.

But here I stand now
strong, in the October winds
on the coast of Maine,
dressed like the sky in layers
of gray and blue.

Facing into the north wind
as it rushes through me
in a river of prayer
a cold bright river of healing prayer,
I am sure what She said last year was not
no, but
Later. Soon. Someday. Yes.
I stand here as a sign of Her grace,
a sign that reads clearly,
She Said Yes.

Yes - sea rose

Yes - Perkins Cove boats

Yes - sparrow

Yes - cove wavesYes - coffee shop

Yes - tidal pool

Yes - beach reflection

Yes - seagulls

Yes - wildflowers along marginal way

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