In March our writing circle continued with the theme of Courage. We begin with a prayer, Patient Trust, from the Ignatian tradition, which so beautifully speaks of the eternal dance between Courage and Trust. We hope you enjoy it and all of the offerings!
By Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, SJ
Above all, trust in the slow work of God.
We are quite naturally impatient in everything
to reach the end without delay.
We should like to skip the intermediate stages.
We are impatient of being on the way to something
unknown, something new.
And yet it is the law of all progress
that it is made by passing through
some stages of instability—
and that it may take a very long time.
And so I think it is with you;
your ideas mature gradually—let them grow,
let them shape themselves, without undue haste.
Don’t try to force them on,
as though you could be today what time
(that is to say, grace and circumstances
acting on your own good will)
will make of you tomorrow.
Only God could say what this new spirit
gradually forming within you will be.
Give Our Lord the benefit of believing
that his hand is leading you,
and accept the anxiety of feeling yourself
in suspense and incomplete.
(Source: www.Ignatianspirituality.com, excerpted from
Hearts on Fire: Praying with Jesuits, Michael Harter, S.J.)
By Margaret A Dukes
BE the poem
you want to be
Have the courage
of your alliteration
simile and rhyme
Publish your true
self to the world
Here and Gone
I leave a space for you
So you can show up in your time
I leave the empty chair
Stay in courage to see you there
An act of love, to wait
Not brush over or cover up
To be present to your absence
To reveal and to feel
As only love can do
Like the church cat
Searches quiet and sunny corners
To rest, like you, in peace
An open heart
I warm the space
And wait in faith
For you again
By Margaret A. Dukes
We're going back
to the well of courage
our fingers on
the crank handle,
lower the bucket
not sure if our fear
will allow us to drink
from the cup of
what comes up.
If this pen is mightier than the sword
Can it write a story of you
A lost young soldier
And me – a little girl dousing the flames
Both of us fire on the inside
Burned not by flame,
But by smoldering embers
glowing brighter than the sun.
But casting shadows long and dark
On a space of earth held
Empty but for wind
Silent rivers too icy to touch
Decades cover over
Like a blanket of snow
A cold and silent veil
Of my own making
Until I laid claim to shovels and fire
Finding the earth, unfrozen and clean
Land to stand upon
These pieces are mine to hold
Soil to till
Clearing space to grow
Rocks to place
As stepping stones or mosaic
Collect what is mine
To bring beauty forth
That was there all along.
How Can I Help You?
By Lorri Lizza
When my own past fears
Glare hot against your sweet hopes –
I will remember to wear sunglasses.
When my errors are making a ruckus
Twirling batons down Main St, USA
I will learn to say, “Quiet down.”
When I’m at a loss as to how to help you,
My own beautiful child,
I will realize you are helping me.
Awaiting Your Voice
Somewhere in time there is a girl
Cutting her heels to fit a glass slipper
Unaware that most stories are not of princesses
And shouldn’t be anyway
She waits not for a prince
But for your creation
To tell her she is not alone
Details don’t matter
Your story is hers
Resonance in the soul
The echo of an awakened kiss
Across time and space
Poem of the Morning
By Margaret A. Dukes
I want to fly
like the Blue Heron
with my fear flayed out
the pond of plenty
where kindness swims
and I can see it
– catch it
– release it
May the Plateau of Ease Find You Quickly
By Nicholas Leonardo Lizza
May the plateau of ease find you quickly!!!
May the chasm of meaning become like a launch pad
Where you, in such a lovely manner, learn to find and
Spread your wings in effortless take off.
And I pray your hearts grow ever wide
As you take in ever more!!!