Opening to the Sacred – in Holy Rebellion

Wupatki - Finding the Open Spaces

Opening to the Sacred © 2014 Bo Mackison

A poem is . . . an act of devotion and holy rebellion; a source of healing and a journey of risk. ~ Edveeje Fairchild

I enter here, emboldened.

I come in holy rebellion.

Enough groveling at the feet of stone struck statues
incapable of emotions, or a welcoming nod,
refusing to utter soothing words as balm to my aching heart,
or offer an angelic flutter of celestial embrace.

You.
Safe behind barred doors,
chain link fences,
security-guards on watch.

Guarded from whom?

The penitent, the silenced one, the hesitant seeker.

I come in holy rebellion.
I will not be demure. I will not bow, cover my face
with a black mantilla and your rules.

Wait. I do not come in holy rebellion.

I am Holy Rebellion!

About Bo Mackison

I'm a photographer, book-artist, traveler, naturalist, and creator of the Contemplative Creatives Journey, An Online Workshop and Community and Desert Wisdom Cards and Workshops. Though often not well known, I find the desert a welcoming place - a healing space. Its mysteries and gifts transformed me several years ago. Since that first encounter, I return again and again to fill my well in what most people think of as a desolate region. I'd love to share my desert discoveries and wisdom with you. Please subscribe to receive my five part mini email course The Gifts of the Desert. It's my gift to you.

Comments

  1. I really love this poem, especially after our heartfelt talks in the mountains. March on, sister!

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