The Midwife of Christmas

Old Black Crow

And Young White Dove

Their raspy voices calling

To the deep of space

And darkness of our oceans

Believing we are not drowning 

As we are born into our first breath

His light pulling our pupils

Into tiny dots achingly

We’ve travelled

Below the thin crust

Of our Earthly existence

Beyond the strength that moves our minds

Constantly

For the truth of our hearts

Is molten and too hot to touch

Old black crow knows this well

And sings of the urges

That pull the water, magma, gasses

To the surface, over exposed,

And scabbing with the blood of our fears

Young white dove celebrates

This hope of healing

For our darkness is the salve

Upon our aching souls

Old black crow and young white dove

Lay down

And quietly,

Gently

Take their first breath together

From the ONE that is ours to share

Crossing Over (A Christian Translation)

Mary, in her flesh of existence, accepts the spirit into her womb, the spirit whose light is growing within her darkness, which is nurturing and pure.  The darkness of her womb is everything Jesus needs to grown into the world.  The world is waiting for the prince of peace, yet we have no idea what that means and kings are moved to bring their riches and earthly treasures to the celebration.

Yet, empty, and without riches we come to this holiday, nestled in the darkness of our doubt.  We are searching, achingly, for the light of our hope.  Oh, to have this hope reborn with the light of each bright day. 

Multnomah Friends Meeting House
Worship Hall by Glee 2013

For Friends, hope is indeed born out of each day.  It is continuing revelation.  In silent worship, we center down into the depths of the truth of our hearts.  We settle into the flesh that beats our hearts, breaths our breath, nourishes our hunger for existence.  We are Earth, bodies born out of the darkness that nourishes us.  We cannot deny our mother in search of the light, the hope, the external spirit, when the light is undeniably indwelling. 

The search for proof is our listening in earnest and with faith, in silence, for the voice of God.  Not always does it urge us to put forth the words of that which cannot be defined.  We are eager to know personally that which connects us all internally and externally.  But the hunger we feel for this connection is what sustains us.  It is our proof.  Our empty vessel surrendered to the knowing and us wanting to feel the pouring in of the light of certainty. 

But, alas, over and over again we will return to the emptiness with faith and wonder of when, if ever, the lord will speak to us in our flesh and give us proof. 

Grotto Evergreeens  by Glee 2013

If this is you, or I, I say “let it go”.  Let it go to the darkness of our souls, to our doubt, and let not the doubt overcome us.  This is the journey we are destined to make as our birth becomes eminent.  Walk into the wilderness, into the darkness of the womb of the mother that protects you as you form into the perfect you for which the world is waiting.  As Christ is born into the light, we are born into the light.  Let the Earth be a symbol of your darkness, your womb, your doubt, your emptiness, waiting for the light, ever present. 

The light cannot exist without the darkness.  Light and dark are involved in a continuous dance of discovery, of love, of acceptance.  As God is love, so is our experience in the silence together, as we brave the light of our surrender, of our listening, of our constant questioning. 

Celebrate!  Another year has passed through the seasons of our Earth, our home, our mother.  Let the faith of Christmas bring us closer to the healing of our love of the Earth, of our darkness.  Healing this love is the work that has been laid before us.

It is imperative that we, as humans, no longer punish the flesh for its darkness.  For our flesh is the Earth and we have been forgiven for our relationship to the darkness.  There must be another way to set a person to the light within/goodness of all things that does not include torture of the body to get at the spirit. 

Learn More: 

A Temple To Sophia 

http://www.sophiastemple.com/goddess-sophia/

 Thomas Merton and Hagia Sophia 

http://eternalfeminine.wikispaces.com/Merton+-+Hagia+Sophia

 The Gnostics 

http://www.gnosis.org/naghamm/nhlintro.html