WHAT BEAUTIFUL TASK ARE YOU BEING CALLED TO THIS DAY?

Getting up in the morning and waking up are not necessarily the same event.  When we rise in the morning we do not automatically rise ‘AWAKE’.  When we open the curtain to morning, is it  just the sun getting in our eyes or is it light streaming through our being?  I am offering you a practice for waking up using a poem by Denise Levetov.  Recall that in the olden days a person was often knighted for a special task of honor and sent forth to accomplish some significant mission.  Surely each day is calling us to a beautiful task, a mission designed particularly  for us.  The art of moving through the day waking up to our call is a sacramental journey….a pilgrimage through the hours.

On your next rising from sleep, try this:  Imagine that the Spirit  hovering over you lays upon your shoulder a sword of emerging love, calling you to go into the day awake.  The tasks awaiting you sense the Spirit’s affirming invitation,  “You can do it!”  Whatever it is–you can do it!  Are you being called to compassion?  Or, perhaps, to joy?  Are you called to be a sacramental presence to those you encounter this day?   Are you being called to trust, or to forgiveness?  To a new work?  To a piece of justice that needs your voice?  Or, are you being called simply, to wake up?

READ THE POEM BELOW VERY SLOWLY AS YOU EXPERIENCE THE SWORD OF THE SPIRIT PIERCING ANY RESISTANCE IN YOU.

  

                                                                       

Variation on a Theme by Rilke

by Denise Levertov

                                                                                                                                  

A certain day became a presence to me;   

there it was, confronting me–a sky, air, light;

a being.  And before it started to descend

from the height of noon, it leaned over

and struck my shoulder as if with

the flat of a sword, granting me

honor and a task.  The day’s blow

rang out, metallic–or it was I, a bell awakened,

and what I heard was my whole self 

saying and singing what it knew:  I can.

The poet Rilke, from whom, Denise Levertov received her inspiration for this poem, also alludes to the experience of his senses being so caught up in the day’s revelation that he is like a bell being rung convincing him that he has power to shape his world.  If the poets see this so clearly,  perhaps it is also true of us.

Are you, perhaps,  a bell being rung–awakening people to their mission of love?

                                                                                                                                                                                                 

Read more about Denise Levertov at https://lithub.com/denise-levertov

   

 

1 COMMENT

  1. Macrina,
    I ran across a bookmark that you sent to me (Photo of Spring Beauty wildflower and poem: Put everything in order as the day begins to fade. All things are passing…. And you know you are dying to live.”
    It reminded me that I should register on your web site and read your reflections more often. I do read you words in Living Faith. All is well here in Minnesota. Thanks for sharing your gifts with me.