[Oe List ...] Just a note about Love

[Herman Greene]

Thank you Joe, thank you Margaret . . . so much.

 

Herman

 

  _____  

From: oe-bounces at wedgeblade.net [mailto:oe-bounces at wedgeblade.net] On Behalf
Of Margaret Helen Aiseayew
Sent: Saturday, December 12, 2009 12:01 PM
To: Order Ecumenical Community; slicker at fastem.com; joseph.slicker at gmail.com
Cc: sisters at eiab.eu; atlingo at yahoo.com
Subject: [Oe List ...] Just a note about Love

 

National Public radio did a series here for quite awhile called "This I
Believe."  I stewed for a long time to put it in a three minute or less (for
reading) treatise.  I may be repeating to some of you, but I have decided to
share it here.  Breast cancer has not changed it one iota.  I love you all.

 

THIS I BELIEVE

I am an Iowa farm girl and I believe that love is the organizing principle
of the universe.  I am not talking about a sappy feeling that may come and
go.  I am talking about the really difficult life and death motivation that
keeps the world turning.

 

I believe that the rain drop so loves the earth that it is willing to risk
freezing or dashing itself into thousands of pieces to get from sky to earth
where it knows how much difference that love can make.  The earth so loves
the rain that it will struggle to open and absorb her whether she is dry and
cracked or absolutely bloated.  I believe the seed so loves the sun that it
is willing to absorb the rain and swell to the point of splitting itself
asunder to send forth a shoot, with hope, to reach out to the sun and
demonstrate with life that only comes from death its obeisance.  I believe
that love fosters the growth that is trust in the unlimited possibility of
the future.  Only love can sustain the seed winter long, buried in the
freezing cold.  Only the love of the sun, expending itself over
incomprehensible distance, can coax the seed forth come spring.

 

The fire so loves the forest and earth that it takes the risk of consuming
it to make way for new possibility.  Fire so loves the air that it will
struggle for years to reach the point of volcanic eruption that lets them
renew their relationship.

 

The air caresses us in every dimension of our being, often gently, but
sometimes scolding our lack of appreciation.  She kisses the water, watches
over it, and moves with and through its vast geography of tumult and
tranquility in motion.  The rhythm of the waves loves humanity and all life
forms enough to keep hearts beating with regularity.

 

The earth takes all this into herself.  She pillows the seed, holds on in
fire and flood, splits wide with drought and earthquake, shudders with
lightening (or spits it back) and yet is constantly working to heal herself.
This is love at its most profound, fixing yourself to make things work
rather than trying to fix (or blame) the other.

 

It is this radical demonstration of love that sustains the caretaker through
seasons of feast and famine.  This love is tough and it is gentle.  It is
eternal, whether recognized or not.  Everything we do to extend and expand
the existence and awareness of this love in the universe, within ourselves
or among our neighbors fosters blessing upon blessing.  Anything that
diminishes this love, diminishes all of life.  Just as in our most intimate
relationships it is so difficult to be loved unconditionally that we
sometimes respond with anger and fear and rejection, it is difficult to
grasp the totality of the cosmic love that sustains us.  It is almost
humanly impossible to trust it completely, continually and comprehensively.
It is, however, here; present in our lives in every moment.  The world is a
better place when we recognize it, share it, and revel in the joy of it.

Margaret Helen Aiseayew

 


---- Original Message ----- 

From: clingojr at aol.com 

To: slicker at fastem.com ; joseph.slicker at gmail.com 

Cc: sisters at eiab.eu ; atlingo at yahoo.com ; oe <mailto:@wedgeblade.net>  ;
dialogue <mailto:@wedgeblade.net>  

Sent: Saturday, December 12, 2009 6:35 AM

Subject: [Oe List ...] Fwd: [Dialogue] A Note From Slicker

 

Dear Joe,
Merry Christmas to you and all in your family, and to all whom you have
spiritually nourished over these many years.  I am in this early morning
hour so very honored to claim you as a deeply true mentor.  Your friendship
for me and all in my family and for the Order over 50 years has been
unwaveringly always there.  And once again you are mindfully calling all of
us to attention.   
Now, in this moment, and in this season you are bringing us all back to the
Eternal Now. Your "Note 1 to the Order" is my most significant and cherished
gift in this present moment of my life.  It is, for me, a call to the
rebirth of awareness and vocation.  I could not have been bold enough to ask
God for such a clarification for what in this Now time is the most true and
beautiful Word concerning the goodness of our Order journey in consciousness
and in history together.  The Word, in your Christmas message to us as we
participate in the JWM symposium, allows for all of us to begin again in the
beginning.  The deepest absolution!
In humility, gratitude and compassion for your wisdom and love of us all, I
ask that you please be well, and be assured that you are a prophetic voice
in the midst of our consciousness and in history today.
I am awaiting with Christmas morning anticipation your Note 2 to the Order,
Charles Allen Lingo Jr

   

___________
OE mailing list
OE at wedgeblade.net
http://wedgeblade.net/mailman/listinfo/oe_wedgeblade.net

-------------- next part --------------
An HTML attachment was scrubbed...
URL: <http://wedgeblade.net/pipermail/oe_wedgeblade.net/attachments/20091212/b995ad12/attachment.html>