Womens-Spirituality-and-Practice has Songs of Brokenness and Alienation, and also Hope and Promise.
Womens-Spirituality-and-Practice is sacredness of the ordinary.
Womens-Spirituality-and-Practice is the unity of all that is.
Womens-Spirituality-and-Practice knows: indulgence in excess, addictions, appears to be a uniquely human phenomenon.
In contrast to animals, which have only physical urges and desire, human beings crave spiritual fulfillment as well. When this spiritual need goes unmet, humans feel vague unrest. A kind of “existence” anguish.
While hunger, thirst, or the sex drive are easily identified, spiritual craving is harder to recognize and fulfill. People may feel that something is missing, but not know what that something is.
Womens-Spirituality-and-Practice fills the spiritual emptiness.
Womens-Spirituality-and-Practice has learned through experience that certain substances produce a sense of gratification. Consequently addictive thinking can lead people to try to quench this vague spiritual craving (anguish) through food or drugs or sex or money.
These objects may give some gratification, but they do nothing to solve the basic problem: the unmet spiritual needs. The soul’s anguish.
The feelings of satisfaction disappears soon, replaced by longing. More anguish and pain.
Womens-Spirituality-and-Practice means revising the cultural myths.
We can let-go our UFOs and our illusions.
“Religious mythology is particularly dangerous, for it permeates all of western art and literature, provides allusions for common speech, guides the ethical systems out of which much of our law emerges.
Realizing that our cultural mythology is so often degrading to women. They are simply not true. And we should treat them as such. Revising them can be revealing and empowering for women.
We dare not let ourselves be unconsciously defined by mythology that shows women to be dependent, subservient, evil, and less than fully human.
Challenging the cannon in outrageous ways brings into relief those patterns that have told us we are less than we are and allows us to suggest different patterns, stories with bold, new endings.
We must allow ourselves the freedom to discover our strengths, accept our power, and make choices out of the integrity of our deepest spiritual impulses.
George Ella Lyon gives us an angry Goddess/mother figure who does not look kindly on the mess we’ve made of things.
Can we not envision a world in which both men and women honor the flesh, refusing to separate it from spirit, cherishing the earthly as holy stuff?
The journey by Mary Oliver
One day you finally knew what you had to do.
And began though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice--- though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles.
“Mend my life” each voice cried. But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do, though the wind pried with stiff fingers at the very foundations------Through their melancholy was terrible.
It was already late Enough, and a wild night, and the road full of fallen branches and stones. But little by little, as you left their voices behind, the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds, and there was a new voice. Which you slowly recognized as your own, and that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world.
Determined to do the only thing you could do--- determined to save the only life you could save.
Love is not a doctrine. Peace is not an intenational agreement.
Womens-Spirituality-and-Practice knows Love and Peace are beings who live as possibilities in us.
Womens-Spirituality-and-Practice understands that there is sacredness in the ordinary. A sparrows flight, a soft breeze, a mother’s touch.