Gartenfische's Main Loves

  • God

  • Yoga

  • Meditation

  • Books

  • Photography

  • Gardening

  • Music

  • Silence

  • and of course . . . her family.

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They can be like a sun, words. They can do for the heart what light can for a field.

- John of the Cross

religion

Digging Wells, Swimming In The Source

Wednesday, January 23rd, 2008

An excerpt from a 1977 dialog between Brother David Steindl-Rast and Ram Dass. Swami Satchidananda was also present. (”The occasion was a week-long meeting of forty monks, nuns, and lay people of differing religious traditions to discuss their mutual goals.”)
David Steindl-Rast: “The moment I came to know Buddhist and Hindu monks it became obvious to me that what we […]

Christ

Monday, January 7th, 2008

Frederick Buechner wrote a beautiful piece about Paul. In it, he asks, What kept Paul going? Of course it was his visitation by Christ: Everything that Paul ever did or wrote from that moment on flamed up out of that extraordinary encounter on the Damascus road.
Ironically, it seems that non-Christians are visited by […]

Interbeingness*

Wednesday, November 28th, 2007

Reynolds Price is a fascinating man. I recently heard a replay of a 2006 Terry Gross interview with him on Fresh Air (listen, oh listen, it’s great).
Personal experience germinated his faith. As you know, that’s my story, too—not having been raised with religion, I suspect if I’d not had certain experiences, I’d be agonizing over whether or not God exists, rather […]

The Sin Of Gluttony

Monday, September 3rd, 2007

Thin people can be the worst gluttons. I read a blog the other day (now I don’t remember whose) wherein an overweight woman was writing about how her sin, the sin of gluttony, was there for all to see, whereas most sins are invisible, hidden within the mind. This is, of course, true. But the […]

War.

Wednesday, August 29th, 2007

A million words. This photograph is worth a million words. It’s from a painfully beautiful exhibit, Eyes Wide Open, organized by the AFSC to illustrate the human cost of the Iraq war. We drove past one of the exhibition sites last week; even from the car, the sight of the boots lined […]

I Confess: I’m a Terrible Church Goer

Tuesday, August 28th, 2007

A part of me thinks we Christians should all be like Quakers: simple.
Simple, simple, simple.  Do away with the extraneous stuff and just sit down with Jesus. It should be uncomplicated and open, certainly not about big churches and money. And the idea of being essentially leaderless (other than Jesus, of course), seems more in […]

Forgiveness & The Prophet

Thursday, August 16th, 2007

I owe a debt the size of an ocean liner to a twenty year old Sudanese refugee named Elijah.
One day, as I was giving him a ride to his job at a grocery store, Elijah opened his mouth and uttered three words: ”You should forgive.”  I had hardened my heart and decided I could not, would not—not […]

Hello God, It’s Me

Sunday, August 12th, 2007

Doesn’t it happen sometimes when we’re not stuck in our heads, thoughts buzzing round and round, that the mind will open right up and everything is spanking clear? It’s like the fog lifting suddenly at the beach and oh, look, there’s water! At those times, I feel God right here and I am right here, […]

Drinking God

Wednesday, August 8th, 2007

I love mystics. Anyone blotto on the love of God, I love: Christian, Jewish, Sufi, Hindu, all of them.
In his wonderful book, Ecstatic Confessions, Martin Buber compiled writings of mystics from many traditions. Mechtild von Magdeburg of Saxony (1217-1277) wrote:
God speaks: When I shine, you must gleam. When I flow, you must ripple. […]