The dog let me know to open the door - the first time it was the backpack. It began it's journey from Payson, Utah - a place even smaller than Orem. I looked it up and enjoyed the views offered online. The second knock was this happy vase of flowers - so, I took a few snapshots to share with you. love & love, g
Monkey Face . . . Kinda Cute, don't ya think? Well, I post these faces because I've been jokin' around a lot about my looks . . .
Hey! Today I got to sing at Clayton United Methodist. It was a stellar morning. First, they were scheduled to have "Lemonade on the Lawn." But, there was a HUGE, Fierce Storm - which might have been the best thing ever, because even early in the morning the heat & humidity was - well, really uncomfortable, would be an understatement. SO, they had their before service Lemonade in the basement, which is a beautiful, fully finished fellowship hall, so it was no hardship. There was pink lemonade, lots of cookies and goodies and a marvelous lady playing guitar and singing songs. I doubted they would ever feel like braking up the party to climb the stairs to their sanctuary - but, they did - and, there I was, singing . . inviting them to sing along (which they did.) As wonderful as the music was downstairs, their music team upstairs was awesome. Golly, I often wonder how these gifted musicians I see on Sundays aren't great stars somewhere . . . Well, the thing is - the "NEW" Pastor there - passed her two year mark a few weeks back and wanted to do something nice, so - afterwords, everyone was invited back to the basement for chicken supper - from a fancy restaurant . . . . No, I didn't go - BUT, I have to tell you, I'm impressed by their minister - I've learned a lot watching her - I was really glad to spend the morning there . . .
By the way - the Ocelot is beautiful, don't ya think? And - here. at the end of the trio is "Barney Google" (yes, wiht the goo-goo-googley-eyes.)
Love is the big booming beat which covers up the noise of hate. -- Margaret Cho
When I was young, my ambition was to be one of the people who made a difference in this world. My hope still is to leave the world a little bit better for my having been here. It's a wonderful life and I love it. -- Jim Henson
The important thing is this: To be able at any moment to sacrifice what we are for what we could become. -- Charles DuBois
I met a man who kept insisting a maggid is "an inspirational speaker and storyteller."
I also met people who insist our stories are far more valuable than our rituals.
It's even been suggested that someday, in the near future, perhaps our rituals will be replaced by our stories.
These are thoughts i like to visit, while I'm deciding (and decoding) for myself.
Do you have any thoughts on this?
All this month I am dedicating the stories, talks and presentations to "Lloyd, Celestial Dragon of the Jade Throne." I know, I know, it's fanciful. Here's the thing. I read a lot. I was reading a travelogue on Middle Eastern Countries. There was mention of a "holy helper" (my words) - an ancient hero who still lives in the hearts and minds of people who expect him (Khadir) to assist in times of trouble. The more I read and research, the more interested I am in Khadir. People who trust in his aid know he is also "The Green Man." (The same one found in Arthurian Literature.) And, it is recognized (or known) that Khadir is also "Saint George." His daddy was Turkish, and fought in the Roman Army . . . (Yes, THAT Rome) AND his momma was a Palestinian - AND he is the patron saint of England, soldiers- I bet there is lots more to discover. Well, when I started doing research, excited about the "interfaith" possibilities - ta-daa!!! The proverbial dragon showed up to teach stories - stories of faith - from a different perspective. I introduced stories from the dragon a few months ago and we all enjoyed them, - THEN - last month, right about the time fireworks were being set off in the neighborhood, (early sales celebrating our 4th of July Festivities, no doubt,) Lloyd came sauntering back into my life. It was a great time to show up - him smelling like fireworks and all - BUT, I already had 'my material' for July. Lloyd said that was more than okay - he wanted to share a boat load of ideas and adventures that would take weeks to explore. (And, it is, taking a long time to listen, learn and explore . . ) BUT - he gave me enough material to cover the August events.
So, one thing we can add to our "Maggid Consideration" is -
a 21st Century Maggid is not afraid to converse with dragons.
I started to "add a page" to "Jubilee Street." There was a need for more flexibility. So, here we are on a second, but related blog. Once I had a second blog called "Heavenward" it started in celebration a CD project and concert tour with a partner. After spending a lot of money, doing tons of legal work, producing the CD and booking the tour - the partner decided they were no longer interested. (Arguh! So many terrific things hit the dust the same way - with the same person . . well, we all eventually learn to move along, right?)
SO - that's what happened, I was MOVED along and now, I'm your 21st Century Maggid.
Posting on Jubilee Street - is just about perfect. The thing is, there are repeated answers/definitions to the question, "What is a Maggid?"
I'm gonna be kind here and just say, I think the ideas could be e-x-p-a-n-d-e-d a little. I'm not the brightest, nor some super scholar, but I am a Maggid- One who has been defining herself for a while now. SO - I'm going to explore a bit. It will be an adventure, and experiment, you're welcome to join, or observe, or ignore . . . if, like "Heavenward" - it fizzles, I'll trust the Holy One has something else for me to do - although - right now, I'm so tickled with how the story I'm living has turned out - I'm very happy learning - and serving you.
I have creatures. Lots of you will understand we (my fur people & I) have no appreciation of the thundering fireworks. Just part of the turf of love - when one suffers - we all suffer . . . That said, look what we found on Crabby Appleton yesterday. Who knew she would bloom again? Well, at least these tiny flowers almost hidden from view . . . Now, this is a 4th of July Display designed to please your maggid's nurturing heart.
Wait, I saw a humbling quote yesterday:
The key to non-anxious sermon-writing is that it’s not about me. It’s about the congregation. I honor the fact that the listeners bring more to the sermon than I do. I remind myself of the hundreds of times someone says, 'I loved how you said…' and then tell me things that they heard that were nowhere in my text and that I never said. But they heard what they needed to hear. -- Reverend Sean Parker Dennison
That certainly reminds me of a lot of times I would be asked if i enjoyed a sermon, talk, presentation - which would lead to a discussion of specifics and invariably we'd learn that what I heard (which was enlightening, interesting and personally helpful) had very little - sometimes nothing to do with what was said from the stage - and everything to do with what I heard while my heart was open. Now that this is my turf, I remember to "suit up and show up' - that the Holy One intends to care for all of creation and, I get to feel as if I'm helping. It might be like me filling all the feeding stations in the yard for visiting creatures - I'm well aware the Creator always has and always will take care of them . . still, it's fun to invite them all here - and feel as if I'm "helping." (grin - aren't i a silly?)
Thinking about presentations. I'm already looking forward to August Evening Lights. Do you remember a few months ago we investigated "Saint George" - because I learned he is Khadir, and the 'Green Man' and that Middle Eastern People are keenly aware of him. They expect his assistance in their every day lives. Now, THAT'S exciting. So, there i was researching, learning - when it turned out the mythical dragon wanted to teach us instead.
So, while others were watching fireworks (which started to sound off in our neighborhood maybe 10 days in advance of the 4th) I was "visited" by our friend, Lloyd, who (as you remember) smells like fireworks, so, as my neighbors were looking up - or lighting matches and focusing on their task at hand, it was easy-peasy for Lloyd to saunter down the street, past Hardee's right through the back gate and into the garden. (You would think all the creatures here would be frightened of Lloyd, but they've already met him and know he's walking LOVE ITSELF - so they run to him for hugs and scratches.)
Long Story Short - He has been sharing some of his latest adventures, stories and parables - SO, THIS is what we'll share in August.
By the way, Lloyd sends his LOVE and said to tell you he's proud of us - we have become a "group' and started the path of 'spiritual progression' in a new, exciting 21st Century Manner.
Well, enough from you maggid. Happiest Day to You! love & love, g
Took this portrait of the first bloom on the new rose bush Saturday Morning while I was still in my pajamas. I wonder if the neighbors were able to sleep through the serenade of joy, with my new lyrics ("Yellow Rose of Kirkwood.")
Today is the 4th. I got to address the congregation in Crestwood. Got to thinking about the countless people who boarded ships, not nearly as posh as our ocean liner transport. They were willing to invest everything to find a new start maybe even "freedom."
So, we considered, what if we were indeed in a craft, sailing a Spirit Sea Clear Blue Spirit Sky Maybe a puffy while cloud or two above us. Watery Depth of Limitless Possibility, Life and Power Below.
Could we for one instant connect to "All That Is?" Understand "One?"
Well, we adventured through a few stories and thoughts on Freedom. The young people were engaged never stopped smiling never stopped watching (could have been my imitation of the firetruck that kept them intrigued . . ya think?)
One thing life has taught me: if you are interested, you never have to look for new interests. They come to you. When you are genuinely interested in one thing, it will always lead to something else. -- Eleanor Roosevelt
What are you studying, investigating, interested in today? Beautiful day in Saint Louis. If you have time today you can join us at Subterranean Books for Thursday's Child Story Time (11:30a.)
It's hard to resist a new subject or story when you're there - I'm the one to know, it seems lately I've always got some new book in my hands . . that's a good thing. AND, while I'm thinking of books. Remember when I was schlepping from here to Brooklyn? Remember the wild search for specific books? It wasn't easy and you all helped me obtain school books and other texts as I followed the path of inquiry . . . WELL, let me tell you - I now have a library card for the BrodskyLibrary (12 Millstone Campus Road.) They have the books we all searched for - and much, much more. Yes, I'm reading like wildfire - so expect new stories - OR - even better - check it out yourself. It's awesome.
Evening Lights tomorrow. So many people are on vacation, don't leave me alone with a cake, please . . . I'll be tempted and, I'm chubby enough.