Fragments of Stories with a Common Thread

Fragments of stories with a common thread as a reflection for Pentecost…

The Spirit brooded over the still earth as a bird broods over its nest, warming the dormant life within, wakening it, releasing it, so that the tiny creatures can come to birth. Samuel Ryan
What if we acknowledged, in each interaction with ourselves and with others the eternal, beautiful interconnected energy that flows between us?  What if we recognized our equality and celebrated our differences? Imagine how the world could be.Vironika Tugaleva

A priest friend tells the story of a meeting with a significant Aboriginal Elder who asks him, “What this God you talk about?” The priest asks for some time to think about it goes and checks the dictionary which says God is what is good.  When next they meet the priest answered “This God is the GOOD in everything… the good in you, the good in me, the good in that tree, that dog, that grass, that hill….”

“Ahh” says the Elder, “that the Ngarrangkarni, the Dreaming.”

Every single creature is full of God and is a book about God. Miester Eckhart

One hot sultry afternoon of the wet season, drawn by the sound of the strong gusts of wind we sat on the veranda to watch the interplay of nature.  The canopy of a large Poinciana tree that usually shelters us from the sun on this occasion presented another scene, the branches were, twisting and bending as though they were dancing. While the sight stirred a delight in us we wondered if the branches were flexible enough to allow the sometimes-violent blasts to continue its pressure? It wasn’t long before the rain poured its refreshment.

The day will come when after harnessing space, the winds, the tides and gravitation, we shall harness for God the energies of Love.Teilhard de Chardin

There is an innate attraction to the stillness and quiet of the morning. Most mornings the sky reveals an amazing hue of changing colour – pinks, lilacs, corals, lemons. With this as a backdrop, the rhythmic nature of walking in the vast open landscape allows the mind to order itself after the night of fleeting dreams. With awakening awareness, the mind slows, the sights, sounds, smells are heightened and the present moment becomes a smorgasbord of delights. The stirring energy begins to make room and welcome the new day.

There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening, that is translated through you into action.Martha Graham

Friends and colleagues gather for a meal to debrief the day, to bemoan the irritants that caused some angst or tell of a special moment and if, in the sharing, there is respect and deep listening, tears and laughter, the tired and the stale feeling can be replaced with insights and energy to keep reaching out and serving.

Not so obvious but similar are the meetings where interagency personnel meet to communicate, plan and network with a common purpose or intent. If of one mind the dynamic is encouraging and motivates action for the common good.

Compassion is the keen awareness of the interconnectedness of all things.Thomas Merton

Alma Cabassi rsj