Saint Joan of Arc Attribution

This quote, attributed to St. Joan of Arc, caught my eye when I was beginning my journey through one of the devotional books I chose for this year, Yes, And… by Fr. Richard Rohr. To be sure I quoted St. Joan of Arc correctly, I looked up the quote on the internet. Yah, what was I thinking? The only “proof” we have of her actual words are from the trial transcripts translated into English a long time ago.

Most sites take their citation from that transcript translated to English a long time ago. In other words, the “proof” is not all that substantial compared to what we would consider today.

Fr. Richard’s translation resonated and is more meaningful to me. I dare step out and say it is a modern English translation. I could use it as a prayer–maybe even a prayer I pray before I post things here.

I first wrote out the translation considered most authentic, then in smaller letters is Fr. Richard’s translation.

Interestingly, in my quick research, I found out that January 6 is noted as St. Joan of Arc’s birthday. So, I guess a quote from her is fitting at this time of year.

May we welcome the new year with this quote as prayer:

If I am in your truth, God, keep me there. If I am not, put me there.

Amen

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The Annunciation and The Visitation–Joyful Mysteries

In the last couple years I have added a couple pieces to my Willow Tree Nativity. One of these is considered part of the nativity set, while the others are not. The angel that is called The Angel of Life by Willow Tree, I have named Gabriel. The two women that the Willow Tree calls sisters, I have used as wise women for Epiphany.

I have usually used a pregnant Willow Tree figure for Mary during Advent, but this year as I decided to follow the 40 day Celtic Advent tradition, I wanted to start with a figure of Mary where she was not showing her pregnancy. There is a Hallmark store that carries the Willow Tree figures I visited this past weekend in search of another Mary option and I came out with nothing.

Thinking about what other options I might have for a flat stomach Mary, I thought of the Sisters figure. When I looked closer, I decided that it could definitely be Mary and her cousin, Elizabeth, as well.

What many call the “Hail Mary” is actually biblical from the angel Gabriel’s message to Mary and also Elizabeth’s greeting to Mary when Mary came to visit her. The Hail Mary is one of the main prayers of the five decade rosary.

In the figure I am using for Mary and Elizabeth, I see Elizabeth as the figure with the darker dress earnestly clasping Mary’s right hand saying, “Hello Mary. Blessed are you among women, and blessed it the fruit of your womb!” (Luke 1:42) Then Mary telling Elizabeth her about the visit from the angel Gabriel. (Luke 1:28)

One of the books I have decided to use as a devotional for Celtic Advent this year is Birthing the Holy: Wisdom from Mary to Nurture Creativity and Renewal by Christine Valters Paintner. The book introduces 31 archetypes of Mary, which one might also call devotions to Mary. The first chapter I read today (along with a quite long introduction that I would probably read alone to prepare next time) was Mary Queen of the Holy Rosary: She Who Guides Us in Prayer.

Maybe what I have depicted in the photo above is the first two meditations on the Joyful Mysteries of the Rosary together–The Annunciation, and the Visitation.

Mary, Mother of God, pray for us as we ponder how we might also earnestly say “yes!”

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Preparing Our Vessels and the 40 Days of Celtic Advent

Preparing for the preparation? As Advent is a time of preparation, I guess that is kind of what I am doing today. Some of you might say that it is not Advent yet, but in the Celtic tradition, Advent starts 40 days before Christmas instead of the four Sundays before Christmas that most of us are used to. I found this out a couple of years ago and really liked the extension of days.

In a meditation this morning about honoring our vessels where we hold our energy, I was struck by the connection of that practice and Advent. We talk about Advent as a time for us to prepare for the coming of Christ at Christmas, but what does that mean to prepare? Does it mean shopping for Christmas presents and decorating the tree and the house, and baking Christmas cookies? At one time, I admit that was pretty much the extent of my priorities. But what about preparing ourselves, as if we were the vessel or the home where Christ would come? What would that mean?

I was introduced to The Dragontree and Briana and Peter Borten through the Dreambook Planner they created. It has become a part of pretty much every day since I started using it seven years ago. Even though Briana and I do not practice the same faith traditions, I find her thoughts so applicable with my own. This morning was one of those times when it was too aligned for me to ignore.

One of the ways Briana mentioned to care for or vessels was to care for our nervous system. As a way for energy to pass through us more freely, we were to oil the outside of our frayed nerves to make them smooth. Because I work with yarn and have noticed some frays in the yarn I am currently working with, I could imagine myself coating those possible frayed ends in my nervous system. I learned that oiling my nerves was also a way I could help prepare myself to be a better vessel this Advent.

And that led to this. I do not use oil to dust very often anymore, but today I just felt led to do so. As I dusted and polished, I thought of smoothing out those anxious ends. I felt myself moving slower so the oil could really sink in.

Now, I will save what I was going to post for today for tomorrow. I also need to do some oil polishing. Funny how the simple act of oiling the furniture can have a much deeper meaning if we allow it.

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St. Ita and the Three Stones – Direction and a New Name

The past eight days I have been joining Abbey of the Arts on a Nine Day Virtual Celtic Pilgrimage of Ireland. One of the Saints I have learned a bit more about is St. Ita. She was said to have been given three stones for direction. The third was her new name–Ita. I cannot even remember her original name and it does not really matter for this post. Those on the pilgrimage were asked to imagine we were given three stones and contemplate what they might be. The first two that came to me were “hold gently” and “trust”.

Having no knowledge of the traditional Irish language, I was at somewhat of a loss as to what my new Irish name could be. For fun, I decided to reach out to the group on Facebook to see if there might be anyone who could help me. A member of the group brought it to the attention of another member who studies the language. She reached out to me and I asked her if she might know an Irish word for “gentle.” She messaged me back that “Caoimhe” pronounced Keevah is an Irish name with that meaning. It also means “dear” or “noble”. At first I thought it might be presumptuous to take such a name, then I decided it might be something I would like to emulate or be. Most would have no idea what it means or even know how to pronounce it.

When I googled the name and found that it was considered the feminine form of Kevin, I had to smile. St. Kevin of Glendalough and the blackbird is one of my favorite Irish legends.

An abbreviated version of the story is that St. Kevin had his arm outstretched in prayer and a blackbird came and made a nest in it. For me, it symbolizes an extreme act of patience–the kind of patience I long for. As someone who has struggles with panic attacks, I have used the mantra “just let it be there” more than once. I imagine St. Kevin maybe saying that too as his arm ached.

Quite awhile ago, I found this decorative bird that I spray painted black. The only solid black birds we have around here are crows and ravens (both rather obnoxious in their calls.) We have blackbirds but they are red winged. To be true to the legend, I knew that blackbirds in Ireland are all black with a yellow-orange beak and eye. Today I finally painted the beak and eye on my little blackbird. Beside him or her, or maybe them, are my three stones. Without this rather long explanation, you might not have any idea how it all fits together, right?

With that I will leave this post here, but I will be writing more about this legend and black birds.

If you were given three stones for direction, what might they be?

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The Role of Irish Keeners

This afternoon I had the wonderful opportunity to learn a bit about the practice keening from an Irish woman named Mary McLaughlin. It was though a Virtual Celtic Pilgrimage I am taking through Abbey of the Arts.

Keening is done with a trained voice of lament when a person dies. Not long ago, there were individuals in communities who were appointed and trained from a young age. Sometimes confused with the wailings of the banshee from Irish lore, keeners had very melodic voices.

One thing, amongst many, that has really stuck with me is the reason the practice of keening is not common today. Apparently the church was not too “keen” on the importance placed on keeners during the rites of death. For reasons of power or maybe even the small monetary or gift exchange, it was decided that Priests should perform the rite.

That knowledge shed a little different light for me on what was happening in Europe where people were paid to say the rosary for people. I have always thought that monetary exchange to be a terrible misuse of prayer and not “right.” Well. What if there were people who considered praying for others their calling and place in this world. Did the church stop the practice because the wanted the power or monetary exchange for that service? I do not know the actual answer to that, but learning about what went on with keeners in Ireland, I am looking at it again a bit differently.

Considering our funerals today, I know that many times the musicians are paid for their time. It is making me think. Then, as a search for a possible photo to use in this post, i come across the vigil lights i lit when we we visited a little church in Ireland a few years ago. Yes, I put my money in the little box for them.

One of my favorite quotes is “what you think might not be the truth.” I am not sure if it is attributed to anyone, but I find it true in so many circumstances over and over again. It have made me much more open to different possibilities. Another saying is “God is much more than I think God is.” It leaves so many more questions than answers, but that makes life so much more adventurous!

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Like Food That All Gets Mixed Up in Your Stomach Anyway, How Important is it that Your Bookshelves Are Organized by Subject?

I took on a challenge today and started organizing our bookshelves by color. For me, it was not an easy thing to do as it went against how one would “normally” organize a library. Organizing books by color was a suggestion our realtor made to help stage our house for potential buyers. We have lived here for close to 30 years, so we are far from putting the house on the market, but we need to start somewhere.

It was like I had to use a different part of my brain to match books by color. It also reminded me of hearing as a child that it did not matter if your food was touching on your plate because it all gets mixed together in their stomach anyway.

The books I am organizing do all have a common theme, I am just not sure what to label it. Spirituality? Life? I think of the top row as being a bit different from the bottom row, but there were quite a few times the book could have gone with the color in either row.

For me, this is symbolic that it is many times not simple to categorize things in life. There are not always definite divisions. How does it feel to let things not being settled? Can I embrace simply not knowing? That does require some trust. Lets just say, I am working on that.

~Christine

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Ashes, The Cross, Lent, and Vertical Time

Yesterday, I was pondering the palm frond that I have had on my little prayer wall since last Palm Sunday. It was a drive through Palm Sunday because of the pandemic. Who ever thought there would be a drive through church service?

I remember how one of our priests would ask us to bring our palms for last year back to church before Ash Wednesday so he could burn them for the ashes for Ash Wednesday. I am not sure if I had even made that connection to the year past before. I am not even sure I knew that the ashes were actually burnt palm fronds.

Besides the shes being form the previous Palm Sunday, the fact we brought them back and they were all burned together was meaningful to me. This year, that had to change because of COVID19. I decided that I would simply burn the palm we had for ashes today. (Just beware, that it can be a bit stinky if you do it indoors. If I do it again, I will open our fireplace vent sooner.)

Today, before I marked my forehead with the ashes, I read my Lenten resources for the first time. I did not do much planning ahead this year. There are just two that stood out to me in the last couple days.

The book Sacred Time by Christine Valters Paintner, I had actually pre-ordered a bit ago from Ave Maria Press, and it just happened to arrive yesterday.

The other resource – The Poetry of Lent: A Lenten Companion to Mary Oliver’s Devotions – is a download that was recommended in an email I receive from the Wisdom Ways Center in St. Paul, MN.

In just one day, I can see what a gift these will be for my Lenten journey this year.

In the book Sacred Time, Christine talks about horizontal time and vertical time. Horizontal time is time measured by a clock. Vertical time is time that is not measured and is slower. It seems that vertical time holds a much larger picture and includes eternity. The saying “I lost track of time” is a clue to being in vertical time vs horizontal.

As I marked myself with the sign of the cross on my forehead, instead of the usual phrases “Remember you are dust and to dust you shall return” or “Turn away from sin and be faithful to the Gospel” that we usually associate with the act, I considered how I made a vertical line then a horizontal line. I am not sure what all that is telling me, and I do not have a new phrase, but there is something significant in remembering to make vertical time or sacred time a priority.

Lenten Blessings,

Christine

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My Final Word for 2021 – In This Place and Time

I know I did the same thing before. It might have even been last year, but I changed my word. Well, maybe I did not change it exactly, but I reverted back to what came to me first. The word “place” seemed too abstract. I had no idea what it really meant. Then I realized that was kinda the point. If I already understood the word and knew everything about it, what would I learn? And for me, learning is part of the whole point of having a word for the year.

So, my word for 2021 is “place.” I am not gushing with new revelations about the word daily, but every so often I hear a profound whisper. Yesterday, the phrase I kept hearing was “in this place and time.” I figured I was remembering it from some quote, but I could not find one in a google search.

This morning during my quiet time of prayer and meditation, I noticed how I was holding my rosary with closed hands. I then opened them.

(As an aside, I have a rosary with lava beads that I keep next to my prayer chair. I have been trying to engage all my five senses–sight, hearing, touch, smell, and taste–as I pray to help keep me focused on the here and now. The sound of the trickling water in our tabletop fountain can bring me back to the present if my mind starts to wander. Or the sent of the candle burning, the sent of frankincense essential oil on the lava beads that act as a diffusers of sorts can quiet my mind from thinking about the past or future.)

Back to my opening and closing hands. This prayer came to me:

Lord, hold me

in whatever way I need

in this place

in this time.

The part about whatever way I need made me consider how sometimes I need to be held gently with care, while other times firmly with promise. I am sure God knows what I need, but I pray that I might be as sensitive to others needs as well. Granted, I think we all need really big, firm, squishy physical hugs from each other right now. Who ever thought a pandemic would keep us from that?! Until then, I need to trust that God is holding us all in whatever way we need.

God Bless You!

Christine

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Bless This Tiny House and My Word for 2021

A few weeks ago I was ready to run away. Far away. Because of COVID19, the safety of that guttural urge needed to be modified, but not before I searched Air&B for possibilities and even called my cousin in Georgia to see if I could come spend time with them. Looking a bit closer to home, I first tried the North Shore. Either they were not taking guests or they were booked. Then, I remembered there was a family who rented out their tiny house on one of the lakes less than 30 minutes south of us. It was definitely not the best time of year to there go, but I “needed” to book something!

Quite a few years ago we met the tiny house owners and their 2 little kids at a tiny house symposium in Deborah, Iowa. (I have been kind of obsessed with tiny houses for years—even before Tiny House Nation made them more popular). At the time of the symposium, they and their 2 kids were living full time in the tiny house. The kids are now older and I suspect simply made that way of life more difficult as they aged, but thankfully for us, they now rent it out.

It was our first time staying in a classic tiny house. Yay! You would think I would be ecstatic, but the 3 nights we had booked did not go the way I would have thought. The weather was unusually warm and sunny, so that was not the problem. I could blame my mood on the fact my husband only came down at night (after dark). I could also blame it on the fact we decided to let the dog stay home, and I needed to go home each afternoon to let her out. (It was actually kinda nice, because I did not have to think about 3 days of food ahead of time. I just picked up what we needed each afternoon.) Or it could have been that the lake had just frozen over and the kayaks laying on shore made that kinda depressing.

I brought with my Dreambook Planner for the new year along with colored pencils thinking I would work on that. I also had books to read loaded on my iPad. For a few weeks I had been thinking my Word for 2021 might be “place”. In my new journal I brought with, I looked up the definition of “place” in the dictionary. (I had decided I was going to start journaling again daily, and Advent was a good time to start. The first day in the tiny house was Monday, the second day of Advent.).

Over the following days looked up possible bible verses that contained the word “place.” I looked up synonyms, poetry, quotes, anything I found. On the third day, the day before we were supposed to go home, I wrote the word “abide” in the margins with a question mark. Looking up the meaning of the word “abide”, I saw that “tolerate” was one of the meanings. Not really liking that meaning, I did not look any further.

Now we are what was 2 days ago. I have been following the readings in a book called Celtic Advent: 40 Days of Devotion to Christmas. (Both Celtic Christianity and the Orthodox Church have the tradition on 40 days of Advent in reflection of the 40 days of Lent. I am not going to go into those details here). I was catching up in the book because I had missed the reading from the day we checked out, which meant I was reading 2 days at once. Interestingly, both of those days included the word “abide.”

Of course it stood out to me, as I had considered it as a possible Word for 2021 earlier in the week.

Hmm…? Maybe I needed to spend a bit more time with that word. I mentioned to a friend that I needed to actually taste it and let it roll around in my mouth a bit more. I can still spit it out if it is really too unappetizing.

People ask how you find a word for the year. It is said it often finds you. I am still not sure if my Word for 2021 will be “abide”, but unlike before, I am thinking it might have something to teach me.

Yesterday, I painted the word. That part in the Bible where God says we will be in Him and He is us is a bit hard to visualize. Maybe it is like water in cells flowing in and out, yet, there seems to be not out. Maybe it swills in and out like air. Swirling…over…around…in…through.

Back to the tiny house, my most favorite part was the sunsets. I only included two pictures, but I took many!

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The Beauty of Anonymous Giving – The $20 dropped in the Circus Line

I am still painting, and it is truly just for the sake of creating. In creating I can find myself and God, so in that way is is also a form of prayer and therapy for me.

Today, as I painted, a story I read that a friend had posted on Facebook the other day kept coming to me. It is a story attributed to Katherine Hepburn. Even though the attribution is false, the story is quite meaningful and therefore, I believe, worthy of repeating.

Here is a copy of the story:

As someone who has experienced being “needy”, it really is not a good feeling. Because of that, I try to be very clear to people that no thank you or expectation of gratitude is needed. I am not giving them something and expecting something in return. In some ways when we have expectations, it becomes about the giver–a way to make themselves feel good. That kind of gift can make a person feel worse and indebted.

Granted, some might say that being proud is not necessarily a good attribute, and I would agree. Yet, I do not think that is what this story is about. I also know there is a way to graciously receive. Some may think it is harder to give than receive, but I might challenge that thought.

Traditionally, November and December are times of giving in the US with Thanksgiving in November and Christmas in December. If you give a gift to someone in need, know that an anonymous gift can be the most meaningful.

Below is my painting today. I am naming it for the story above.

“Waiting in Line at the Circus” – acrylic multimedia on paper –
will fit in a standard 8×10″ mat opening – $50 unframed

Lord, help us to see a bigger picture. Maybe we can imaging how different something might look from the top of the ferris wheel or looking up. Amen.

Blessings,

Christine

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