I’m excited to delve back into my quest for purpose, and for starters I’ll be listening to the Conscious Awakenings: Life Purpose Telesummit beginning tomorrow night through Sole Purpose. One of the speakers is my favorite author, Kathleen McGowan. I am ready to have an open mind and open ears to what may help me find the right path for purpose this year. McGowan’s book, The Source of Miracles has been life-changing for me and I’m ready to hear what McGowan and the other speakers in the Summit have to say to help me move on in the next step. I feel like I’ve been waiting for a message, and have just been buried too deep in school work to hear it.
I have been so busy with classes this semester. I’m looking forward to having more time available to me that I will be able to focus on developing my faith and spirituality. Catching snippets here and there has left me feeling drained and disconnected from God. Although school is what ultimately will allow me to pursue my Life Mission, it is still difficult to do much else besides work and care for my family. The coming down-time is much needed.
This summer I will be making some changes that I’m very excited about! I have been a member of a Unitarian Universalist church for the last five or six years and it was the right place to be while I was figuring out what direction I needed to go in. It gave me the confidence to find what was in my heart and to follow it, no matter how different it was from everyone else. However, in July, just after the feast day of Mary Magdalene, I will be joining a Methodist church that I have also been attending as a guest for the last couple of years. It allows a closer focus on Christ that I desire, while still being open enough for my less-than-mainstream beliefs to not get me torched. AND… this summer they are building a full-sized stone Chartres labyrinth! Everything has been so smooth and clear in this direction; I know it is the right choice to make.
The summer months will give me ample time to write as well. I started this blog with very little time to say everything that is in my heart and it has been frustrating to see it sitting here so empty.
Peace to all.
A month or so ago, articles were published highlighting St. Ismeria as Jesus’ Great Grandmother. I suppose biblical scholars find this a bit of old news, but for the rest of us, (read: me) its fascinating. History is almost always written by men, and patrilineages were the only historical lineages that mattered, mostly for tracing the rights to property and inheritance, so finding a bit of such a profound matrilineage was actually a big deal. Read one of the articles here. I think there are several reports, but this was the first one shared with me by my husband.
I love this image of the Ortenburg altarpiece. St. Ismeria is on the back row, to the far right. But all the women have red hair. The crowns have fleur-de-lis, and a beautiful white lily is being handed to the Mary at center. It says so much.What I’m thinking is a little deeper, though. Red hair and lilies are well connected to Mary Magdalene, but what this image says to me is that it’s not just her, but a lineage of women, who inherit these symbols. Women of God, women healers. “Ismeria then goes to a hospital where she finds refuge. She is said to perform a miracle, filling a shell with fish to feed all of the hospital’s patients.” It is known that Mary Magdalene went to France after the Crucifixion, but why that specific location? It always appears that it was a random location, without a support network save for the few loyal companions she brought with her. But what if it wasn’t random at all? What if Ismeria, years before, founded the hospital she retired to, in France? What if Mary Magdalene not only went there after the Crucifixion seeking refuge, but had actually been there before to mourn Ismeria and was familiar with the area and the people? Not a far stretch, my friends. I’m even willing to go as far as to say that this lineage of women were not just spiritual but physical healers and leaders, as well; a calling from God.’While the author of the Ismeria legend remains unknown, Lawless thinks it could have been a layperson from Tuscany. During the medieval period, “the story may have been used as a model for continent wifehood and active, charitable widowhood in one of the many hospitals of medieval Florence.”‘ This is plausible, but here is another limb I’m willing to go out on: What if the chronicler of the Ismeria legend was Countess Matilda of Tuscany? She was known for her generous contributions to the church, as well as her commitment to education and the love of architecture.
I don’t think we can ever ignore or run away from what it is that God wants us to do with our lives.
I think we have a mission, a promise that is hard-wired into our spirit before we are born and not fulfilling that promise will tug at our subconscious until we being to pursue it. We have to have eyes to see and ears to hear the reminders and the signs that point the way along our path.
Here I am, in the beginning of my journey. My mission is one of service to my fellow humans. I have A LOT of work to do, and I’m embracing it with an open mind, heart and spirit. I have just about finished my first semester of prerequisites in applying to an RN program. Five years ago I thought I was finished with school. I finished a BA and started a family, but knew it was just the beginning of…. something. I was at a loss of what to do next. Then I read The Source of Miracles by Kathleen McGowan. It served as a catalyst to move me toward what it is I need to do. I suppose it could cave been any number of things that awakened me- God made it abundantly clear that it was high time for me to get my butt in gear- but this book so clearly spelled it out for me that I couldn’t stand still.
I was being called to care for people. I was being called to do it in places I’ve never been before. Away from my comfort zone and with my family.
It will take me about two-and-a-half years to receive my RN. I hope to share my thoughts on service, faith and the gifts that God has given me with anyone who is interested. This is my journey.
My faith is finding me.