Quickening

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Quickening

You reveal Yourself as a quickening,
a precious sign of promised life.

When I lay down my addiction
to kings, whether sky-high bound
or earthly enthroned,

When I take off my masks
and place them down
no longer willing to shade
my treasure,

I know You,
the gift of radiance
born in the shape of me.

I taste Your sweetness
and see Your gentleness
born in the shape of all.

I give up my addiction
to kings, put on my soul,
and run with You,
my Holy One.

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Author’s Note:

Wisdom filtered into my life this week, a welcomed visitor. Quietly, yet persistently, demanding I take notice as one by one each piece unfolded and intertwined with one another.

I was reminded of one of my favorite quotes by Martha Graham to Agnes deMille:

There is a vitality, a life-force, an energy, a quickening, that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and will be lost.

Then a post by a wise and rather tall friend, Ryan Taylor, spoke about the “treasure of you” and Mary the Mother of Jesus and gifts and surrender and all those things I forget in rushed days of worry and fret and political insanity. Take a look at Tall Monastic Guy. And the photograph above found at MuseTouch Visual Arts Magazine on Face Book, speaks to me of Mary always depicted in blue, the pose of complete surrender, and the absolute trust in a body that can faithfully balance in toe shoes.

And finally, Psalm 34 opened up in the lectionary for this Fourth Sunday of Lent and tied the ribbons of the point shoes around my ankles so that I may rise upon them in dance celebration of peace within.

First, I must discover the Divine within. Again I bring myself back where our Holy One resides and holds me tight and waits for me to yield and become what I have been made to be.

Honor yourself this week with a bit of time and silence to hear the gentle lullaby that will ease and soothe, and help you fall, once again, deeply into love.

Peace,
Lexanne

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