
Image: Michael Bayly.
Thoughts & interests of a queer seeker of the Divine Presence;
of a “soul dancer,” seeking to embody with grace and verve
the mystico-prophetic spiritual tradition
I've just posted over at Sensus Fidelium a number of photographs documenting Catholics for Marriage Equality MN's ongoing series of Lenten prayer vigils at the chancery office of the St. Paul-Minneapolis Archdiocese.
My new home in South Minneapolis is quite close to Minnehaha Creek which is a tributary of the Mississippi River. The creek starts at Gray's Bay at Lake Minnetonka and winds 22 miles through the cities of Minnetonka, Hopkins, St Louis Park, Edina and Minneapolis. It flows into the Mississippi just beyond Minnehaha Falls.








Above: In the Twin Cities and elsewhere, the greening of the earth is once again beginning – though about six weeks earlier than usual!


I mentioned in an earlier post that during Lent some friends and I are studying Richard J. Foster's Celebration of Discipline: The Path to Spiritual Growth. We've discovered that not all aspects of this particular book speak to the fullness of our experience as spiritual seekers. Nevertheless, Foster's work contains many inspiring spiritual insights worth reflecting upon and sharing. An example is the following excerpt from the book's chapter on prayer.To pray is to change. Prayer is the central avenue God uses to transform us. If we are unwilling to change, we will abandon prayer as a noticeable characteristic of our lives. The closer we come to the heartbeat of God the more we see our need and the more we desire to be conformed to Christ. William Blake tells us that our task in life is to learn to bear God's "beams of love." How often we fashion cloaks of evasion – beam-proof shelters – in order to elude our Eternal Lover. But when we pray, God slowly and graciously reveals to us our evasive actions and sets us free from them.
. . . We must never wait until we feel like praying . . . Prayer is like any other work; we may not feel like working, but once we have been at it for a bit, we begin to feel like working. We may not feel like practicing the piano, but once we play for a while, we feel like doing it. In the same way, our prayer muscles need to be limbered up a bit and once the blood-flow of intercession begins, we will find that we feel like praying.
Over at Religion Dispatches, author Diana Butler Bass talks about her latest book Christianity After Religion: The End of Church and the Birth of a New Spiritual Awakening with Candace Chellew-Hodge. I found the following exchange particularly insightful and hopeful. Perhaps you will too!
One thing I will say: the mild weather certainly made my end-of-January move from St. Paul to Minneapolis a hassle-free experience. It also helped that I had a number of friends – including my new house-mate Tim – willing to assist me in this move.
Fast forward three years and to my afternoon tea in St. Paul, to which I invited a number of the wise and inspiring women in my life. My good friend Phil was also on hand to help serve the tea and an assortment of delicious sweets – including a truly epic orange cake made by my friend Kathleen (pictured at left with me and our mutual friend Catherine).





Above and right: Catholics for Marriage Equality MN's weekly Lenten Prayer Vigil in front of the chancery office of the Archdiocese of St. Paul-Minneapolis.
Above: Friends Phil, Tim and Curtis – Sunday, February 26, 2012.





Left: On Saturday, March 10, 2012, about 1,000 people gathered at the University of St. Thomas Anderson Student Center to celebrate the life of longtime justice and peace activist Marv Davidov. Featured speakers – including Garrison Keillor, Clyde Bellecourt, Tony Bouza, Carol Masters, Larry Long, Bill Tilton and Carol Connolly – recalled and celebrated highlights of Marv's life and legacy.


Above: My friend Eduard, who visited me from Chicago, March 2–7, 2012. We'd not seen one another since April 2008.
Right: With my friends John and Kathy after a wonderful dinner and a night out to see Theater Latte Da's production of Jonathan Harvey's Beautiful Thing. For a scene from the film version of this play, see this previous Wild Reed post.






