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Dust and Salt of the Earth
Dear Creator God, May we ever remember from whence we came, that we derive from the dust and become the salt of the earth—the mundane and the divine—at once, as one. May we know and live into this truth deep within our bones. May we recognize our grandeur, not by our wittiness, or humor or intellect, but by our inherent dignity as human persons, made in your image. Creator God, help us to re-member ourselves in our wholeness, the all of us, in our feet, gut, heart, elbows and knees. May we never again neglect our gorgeous human embodiment, instead letting it shine forth as a light of hope and transformation in a disembodied world. And finally, oh Holy One, make us ever remember—with a deep in our bones remembrance—our connection to all that is in the created world: humans unlike us in all…
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Embodied Liturgies
For a time now, I have been interested in the ways nature (creation–the natural, non-human world) and our embodiment (our lived bodily experience) intersect with the Divine and our spiritual expression. Everything of God is infused with power, grace, beauty and wholeness, but our lived experience — in a capitalist, segregated world — fights like hell to conceal these truths from us. Their primary job is to separate us, from ourselves, each other and the larger world. This body of work I am forming, with the help of the Divine, is an effort to reclaim our birthright. We are already whole. We are already connected. We are already love. We are already free. I envision this as a space to dream, write and create, and as a humble offering of my heart. Liturgy means ‘work of the people’ and my primary hope is that…
