Day 10 Daily Poem
Epistle to the Future Mt. Koressos - Ephesus, Turkey My soul doth magnify the Lord and my spirit hath rejoiced in God, my Savior. - Luke 1: 46-55 KJV Dear ones, whose faces are mere dreams, accept my love, this simple gift wrapped in blue, offered to soothe your sadness and concerns. I never intended to be known but I follow Spirit in full faith, facing my meek apprehension as I greet sleep itself. As was custom, I was but a shy girl when promised in betrothal. Before the home-taking, a remarkable light broke the mask of night full with flutter and wings, guiding me. I would soon open my woman wound to deliver the gift of God. I did not realize He would not be just mine to coddle. I would relinquish Him to all. No mother should endure the loss of a child. As parents, we gave Him a safe home and sound counsel, a sturdy trade. Yet He walked beyond our door into the crowds and realms of miracle. I lost him to the wilderness, the outstretched hands, to an inevitable execution. Magdalene and Mary of Clopas stood vigil with me, counting His waning breaths. We prayed for all three stretched against coarse wood, torn by gravity. We bore witness to the outcome of politics and petty fears, united as sisters thereafter, a convenant, our voices of testament. John was good to find this quiet home, far from pain, solid against weather, even the earth shaking beneath our feet. He gave me a tranquil life, suitable to my nature, nearly anonymous. I am more familiar with the birds than neighbors, at peace with the woman I have grown to be. It is my intention to heal, beyond what my human body can withstand. You will journey here and likely arrive tired. Let the fig leaves shelter your eyes from the harsh sun. Wash your hands and feet. Place your soles on the ground I have trod. Permit the quartz glow to rise until you are free. Tack your wishes and prayers to the wall. The angels will kiss you pure.
It is our joy to ever be in your service, Mother Mary Day 10 Note: I have been honored to follow the contemplative practice presented by the travels of the Hendricks Chapel 10-Day Journey of the Heart, allowing time to let the centering word each day guide my actions and conscious navigation of my daily world. I thank the travelers for sharing their experiences and revelations; by their examples, I have gained in my own practice and sense of unity among humans. I leave my last poem, which has been steeping since the tour's departure, and is now complete, while our friends are home safely and ready to continue in the next steps of the journey. Blessed be and thank you so much! Namaste.