© i call mySelf mosaic Self-image watercolor by Cindy Serio February 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
i call mySelf mosaic watercolor
Thursday, February 2, 2012
I call mySelf mosaic
I call mySelf mosaic
I lay gently burrowed, shimmering in the snow drifting on the landscape of my winter soul
I see beauty as I peer upon the brokenness I call my life
Each tiny piece of mySelf a colorful glassy light shining in the depths of the darkness found within me
Joy bleeds along deep rosy red lines into my pain spreading warmth to the cold wet earth beneath the blanket of snow
Guide me O mySelf with sparkle and moon-shine along the lighted pathway into the unknown inner expanse
Deep blue awe bubbles up soundlessly to surprise me as wonder sends fingers of delight to rub across my ageless wounds
Scars tingle, the body remembers with melancholy behind dingy lace curtains torn in the mind
Holy fear and dormant terror from ages long gone rise like mist and monsters on the bayou beyond
Earth quakes, snow globe shakes, body breaks ... fragile memories weep and watch the holy pieces gather in silence and community
I see beauty as I peer upon the brokenness of my life
I lay gently burrowed, shimmering in the snow drifting on the landscape of my winter soul
I see beauty as I peer upon the brokenness I call my life
Each tiny piece of mySelf a colorful glassy light shining in the depths of the darkness found within me
Joy bleeds along deep rosy red lines into my pain spreading warmth to the cold wet earth beneath the blanket of snow
Guide me O mySelf with sparkle and moon-shine along the lighted pathway into the unknown inner expanse
Deep blue awe bubbles up soundlessly to surprise me as wonder sends fingers of delight to rub across my ageless wounds
Scars tingle, the body remembers with melancholy behind dingy lace curtains torn in the mind
Holy fear and dormant terror from ages long gone rise like mist and monsters on the bayou beyond
Earth quakes, snow globe shakes, body breaks ... fragile memories weep and watch the holy pieces gather in silence and community
I see beauty as I peer upon the brokenness of my life
I call mySelf mosaic
© Poetic Self-image by Cindy Serio February 2012
Let's Alleviate World Hunger and Poverty!
Let's make February 2012 the month we more closer to alleviating hunger and poverty in our world.
I plan to give more to my local food pantry: West Houston Assistance Ministries (WHAM Link) The WHAM Food Pantry collects, and distributes non-perishable and
perishables food. In 2010, more than 145 tons of food, worth $725,082,
helped out 16,584 individuals. Items are provided through regularly
scheduled food drives conducted by individuals, churches, schools,
businesses and civic and service organizations.
I plan to support our Ashford UMC (Church Link) Youth Group as they celebrate Souper Bowl of Caring (Caring Link) during which youth across the nation working to fight hunger
and poverty in their own communities around the time of the Super Bowl
football game.
I've made a donation to the United Methodist Committee on Relief Advance #982920 (UMCOR-Link) Supporting programs that address the root causes of hunger and poverty in the US and the world ... Hunger does not exist because the world does not produce enough
food. We have the experience and the technology right now to end the
problem. The challenge we face is not production of food and wealth, but
more equitable distribution. Poverty is the condition in which a person
lacks the essentials for a minimum standard of life, such as food.
“If you can't feed a hundred people, then feed just one."
~Mother Teresa~
~Mother Teresa~
Monday, January 16, 2012
Justice, Righteousness and Martin Luther King, Jr!
"Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children"
~Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.~
"True heroes make us better by challenging our misplaced priorities,
expanding our vision of a better world, and inspiring us to pursue the
vision.
Martin Luther King did that for me and countless others,
and he
continues to be one of my heroes."
~United Methodist Retired Bishop Kenneth L. Carder~
Read Bishop Carder's Reflection on the Ministry with* the Poor Blog
"Let justice roll down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream."
The Prophet Amos (5:24)
When I think of Martin Luther King, Jr. I immediately think of these words of Amos and the vivid and powerful imagery they represent. Dr. King quoted these prophetic words, among others in his Letter from Birmingham Jail dated 16 April 1963 addressed to his fellow clergymen. It is a beautiful, long and poignant letter that challenges me with every reading, especially now as I am a clergywoman.
I am challenged to deepen my love of others and to allow that love to move me to action born of extreme love. Dr. King poses the rhetorical question: Was not Jesus an "extremist" for love? Personally, I have never liked the word "extremist" because it made me fearful of being overwhelmed by something I could not control. That has never been more true than today. As I ponder this deeper call to love and non-violence, I wonder ... am I strong enough to let God's love fill me to the point of "extreme!"
Trembling I realize that love and non-violence requires letting go of control, consciously giving control over to others, and praying fervently, fearfully, and strongly "that justice will roll down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream."
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Friday, January 13, 2012
Life ...
“Listen--are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?” ~Mary Oliver
Thursday, December 1, 2011
World AIDS Day 2011
Today, I remember my friend, Clel, who died of AIDS over 20 years ago. I miss you, beautiful artist and gentle soul. I find joy in my memories of you and sadness as I remember your life that was way too short.
In your honor, I whisper prayers of remembrance for the 30 million lives that have been claimed by this disease over the last 30 years; and sing prayers of healing for those still living with and affected by HIV and AIDS around the world.
In your honor, I donate to the United Methodist Global AIDS Fund which represents the commitment of United Methodists to end HIV/AIDS in our world through prevention, treatment, care and support.
Thank you, dear friend, for inviting me so long ago to be a more compassionate person to all people.
In your honor, I whisper prayers of remembrance for the 30 million lives that have been claimed by this disease over the last 30 years; and sing prayers of healing for those still living with and affected by HIV and AIDS around the world.
In your honor, I donate to the United Methodist Global AIDS Fund which represents the commitment of United Methodists to end HIV/AIDS in our world through prevention, treatment, care and support.
Thank you, dear friend, for inviting me so long ago to be a more compassionate person to all people.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
In the River of My Life
sitting in the silence of the night
getting a sense of stirrings within
darkness calling
unknown spaces
deep places
sad little girl
who are you?
wondering ... wandering
so much pain in the world
so so much pain inside that little girl
crying ... crying ...crying
deep flowing waters
moving upward
bursting outward
womb of God
fount of birthing
shatters with a piercing cry
pushing forth the healing waters
salty tears ... deep red fears
mix together
flowing along
the river of my life
getting a sense of stirrings within
darkness calling
unknown spaces
deep places
sad little girl
who are you?
wondering ... wandering
so much pain in the world
so so much pain inside that little girl
crying ... crying ...crying
deep flowing waters
moving upward
bursting outward
womb of God
fount of birthing
shatters with a piercing cry
pushing forth the healing waters
salty tears ... deep red fears
mix together
flowing along
the river of my life
growing so strong
in the river of my life
let your roots drink deeply
of tears, fears and pain
draw them together
into the womb of God
into the center of my soul
into union so mysterious
let my life bloom
with nourishing leaves
of prayers and worship
along the labyrinth
of music and delight
let my life fill to overflowing
with loving relationships
and beauty divine
let me create my life with you
and color the world
with drawings and poetry
that speak of the soul
let my life be a retreat
into the silence of true rest
let my life be a journey
into the action of love so true
dear sweet tree of God
in the river of my life ...
may i always live
MY life and no other
© Image and Poetry by Cindy Serio Nov 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
If I were ...
If I
were an olive, I'd definitely be an
acquired taste!
There is a hardness that has been touched and moved around and pulled out from within me ... for the most part and on more days than not just now ... leaving a gaping hole right through the center of me for the Spirit of Love to pour God's Self into and to change and to move through. I think maybe I'm seeking the "soft" red pimento of LOVE to fill my inner space ... perhaps that IS what moderates the taste ...
And yet
... as I
continue to contemplate this olive that is me so interesting, I am
noticing that I
originally chose a very commercially processed image for myself.
However, as I continue to sit with this image of the olive, I suddenly
remember the ancient healing properties of the olive ... pressed into
oil that
pours upon the body and into the soul. Gently I feel the intimacy of
being so
lovingly massaged and molded ... and I notice that I am no longer empty
but filled to overflowing ... with love and light.
Take a moment to journal and create ...
Let you imagination go and try it!
Close your eyes, take a deep breath, "if I were ..."
Journal as long as it takes to go where you need to go.
Comment and share your ponderings.
There is a hardness that has been touched and moved around and pulled out from within me ... for the most part and on more days than not just now ... leaving a gaping hole right through the center of me for the Spirit of Love to pour God's Self into and to change and to move through. I think maybe I'm seeking the "soft" red pimento of LOVE to fill my inner space ... perhaps that IS what moderates the taste ...
Come moderate me, Sweet Mother God. Amen.
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"Command the people of Israel to bring you pure oil of pressed olives for the light, to keep the lamps burning continually." Exodus 27:20
Spirit of Hope, massage me and mold me into a vessel of Light and
Healing. Amen.
|
Let you imagination go and try it!
Close your eyes, take a deep breath, "if I were ..."
Journal as long as it takes to go where you need to go.
Comment and share your ponderings.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
peace be with you ...
Mahatma Gandhi said, "Be the change you want to see in the world."
I want to BE the PEACE I want to SEE in the World
With each breath I inhale, I want to breathe peace into my own heart
With each breath I exhale, I want to breath Peace into the World
Sept 21 is the International Day of PEACE. How will you welcome peace in your world?
Shalom!
International Day of Prayer for Peace: Each year on 21 September the World Council of Churches calls churches and parishes to observe the International Day of Prayer for Peace. 21 September is also the United Nations-sponsored International Day of Peace.
Monday, September 12, 2011
I'm gonna to start livin' like an Angel!
| Image & Poetry © Cindy Serio 2011 |
I'm gonna start livin' like an Angel
Caring deeply ...
for all God's Creation
Gently appearing ...
as a Messenger of Peace
Humbly announcing ...
"Fear Not! God is with you!
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