Gratitude Mandala, Day 10: For Benjamin Mertz, musician extraordinaire, leader of Joyful Noise Gospel Choir, social arts activist, dramatic performer, inspiring teacher and great soul. Thank you for modeling radical inclusivity, welcoming and encouraging every voice without audition with no discrimination as to age, gender, race, sexual orientation OR training or talent. You bring out the light in every one you gather in song, and show that harmony and beauty can be found together as you offer it as healing balm for those most on the outside the circle of comfort: the homeless, the incarcerated. A deep bow to you for giving such passionate expression to both the grief and the joy that lives in you and for pointing us to our better selves as we face the painful truths of what is and has been, for demonstrating time and time again the power of compassion, honesty and courageous vulnerability. The world is such a better place because of you.
Learn more about this amazing man at https://www.benjaminmertz.com/workshops
Joseph Rowe's poetic English translations of Jean Yves Leloup's magnificent renditions of the Gospel of Mary and the Gospel of Thomas have graced my bookshelves (and classes) for the past 15 years. Joseph is also an incredible musician whose concerts of sacred music with his wife, the incandescent singer Catherine Braslavksy, have been a perpetual wonder. I feel so grateful to have become good friends with this wonderful and soulful couple who have done so much in their work to be a bridge of beauty between the wisdom traditions of different faiths .
Below is a video of both Catherine and Joseph performing Thunder Perfect Mind, their dramatic musical rendition of an ancient poem ( c. 100 BCE-100 CE) that was discovered in Nah Hammadi, Egypt which will be the focus of a Depth Psychology Salon I will be doing on Friday, February 26 at 6 pm for the Salome Institute of Jungian Studies on Jung and the Gnostics.
Dedicated to Catherine Braslavsky, whose amazing music first opened my heart and inspired my spirit at a Veriditas sponsored labyrinth pilgrimage at Chartres Cathedral in France. Below is a recording of Catherine singing Stella Splendens, a Medieval song dedicated to the Black Madonna of Montserrat, It is one of the songs that literally changed my life, as it set me on a quest to discover the stories behind the music, a journey that took me all over France and Spain on Pilgrimage trails of the Middle Ages. I am so grateful to have collaborated with Catherine on many projects now, from performances at museums, retreats and cathedrals to in -person pilgrimages in Provence: ( ps , the photo in the background of the Chartres Labyrinth is by Cindy Pavlinac)
Great Pythagorean philosopher and subject of my lecture today. Known as "Lady Philosopher" , the curriculum of her learning community consisted of the study of music, mathematics, astronomy and ethics. During a time of rising political and religious tensions , she gathered Jewish, Pagan and Christian students together in a circle of brotherly affection in the pursuit of wisdom and virtue. The beauty of her teaching continues to flower 1600 years after her tragic death.
Today's Gratitude Mandala is sent out with love to Mary and Carlo Busby, owners of Sagrada, This independent bookstore is an oasis of soulful beauty in downtown Oakland that honors all of the world's spiritual traditions and a place I have given several lectures over the years. I am always amazed at the beautiful storefronts that Mary creates which weds together an incredible sense of beauty and tenderness with the aches and anguish of our world (memorials to shootings, or to Black Lives Matter or the environment) .(Carlo is a former Catholic monk who left the monastery to marry Mary after they fell in love through music and prayer. Their mutual commitment to spirituality and social justice is inspiring. You can visit their bookstore online here. It is a marvelous resource for books, art, candles, vestments, icons and more : https://www.sagrada.com/
Dedicated to psychotherapist and author Francis Weller, who has taught me so much about rituals of both grief and gratitude. His book The Wild Edge of Sorrow should be required reading for our times, a profound exploration on the nature of grief and the way community can alchemical transform sorrow into compassion and courage. Here is his website to learn more about his life-changing work:http://www.wisdombridge.net/ and here is a link to a one hour video where he discusses the Five Gates of Grief
How grateful I am to have Katherine Witteman as both friend and colleague!
Katherine is a master teacher in the field of Intentional Creativity, a painter, a poet, a mother of two artist daughters and a leader of ritual and ceremony for pilgrimages throughout the world, from England to Egypt. Beyond that, however, she is one of the kindest, most generous human beings I have ever known. Her own life is a testament to the healing power of the arts as a way to transmute suffering in beauty and grief into compassion. She is a wonder at encouraging those who are shy, anxious and riddled with self doubt and criticism to connect to their inner child to play and find both wisdom and joy. Read more about her work at www.dancingheartart.com or join us for one of our upcoming collaborations: a Virtual Pilgrimage to Scotland (March 20-22) or the next Heroines Workshop ( April 10).
During the dark days of World War II when Carl Jung was an ambulance driver, he would re-center himself and calm his shaken nerves by drawing geometric shapes of concentric circles. It was only later that he realized how pervasive Mandalas were as a cross cultural spiritual practice, from the intricate ancient forms of Tibet to the illuminations by the 12th century mystic Hildegard of Bingen. Modern scientific research is confirming what Jung intuited: making such images (even if only by coloring them) can have a calming effect on our nervous system, restoring equilibrium in times of trauma.
I remember watching a group of visiting Tibetan monks in profound concentration, painstakingly laboring to construct a gigantic sand mandala, ever-so-carefully placing tiny grains of sand in place with tweezers. At the end of their weeks-long project, they took it outside and let the wind carry it away. It was a profound lesson for me in non-attachment. What I took away was this: Even the most beautiful creation will disappear. What matters is giving yourself fully to creating beauty in the moment.
Today is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent. Lent has often been trivialized as a time of either superficial deprivation (doing without sweets, alcohol or coffee) or eschewed as a time of gloomy morbidity. But I believe that Ash Wednesday with its reminder of "ashes to ashes, dust to dust" was meant to be a reminder of how fragile and brief our life is, just like the Tibetan Sand Mandalas. Perhaps all the Lenten practices of fasting across the ages were intended as ways of waking up from our habitual addictions and comforts so that we stop taking our privileges for granted. I dare to dream that this has been a year of "waking up" for many of us, the year when we have realized, at last, how completely interdependent we are with one another, and how the smallest of gestures- a cough, for example- can snatch away the life of a loved one. We‘ve also realized how precious the simple things we once took for granted are: singing in a choir, gathering with friends or walking down a street without either a facemask or fear of a disease.
There is a growing movement to not “give something up” but “take something on” for Lent. My own practice this season will be to create Gratitude Mandalas to offer as thanks for someone who has been a light in my life and who embodies qualities to which I aspire. In the spirit of those Tibetan monks and my favorite living artist, Andy Goldsworthy, my creations will be ephemeral. They will also be confined to being created from things that I find “ at hand” in my yard and home and on my walks in my neighborhood, as a way to remind myself that beauty is always possible, even with limitations.
This first mandala, which you see above, is sent out as a thank-you to my favorite living poet, Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer. If you don’t already know her work, I can imagine few better spiritual practices to transform your life than to subscribe to Rosemerry’s daily poetry post, which you can find here.
Inspired by Rosemerry's astonishing productivity, disciple and devotion ( she writes more than a poem a day), I will be trying to write one poem a week this Lent. Here is the first:
Ash Wednesday by Kayleen Asbo
Our days are fleeting,
And soon we shall be dust,
But I want to be the kind of person
Who leaves behind in the ashes
Seeds of hope and love
That might sprout in the years to come.
So while daylight is here,
And while I still have any struggling breath within me,
Let me give myself again and again to beauty
Over and over opening my eyes
To bow at what is right here before me.
Let me make a wreath of roses
To crown a passing stranger in friendship.
And if there are no roses,
Let me extend my hand with dandelions,
So that we might make a wish together for a
World of peace.
And if there are no dandelions to be found,
May I remember that
Even the clover is made of hearts
And can become a doorway to hope
If only I have the presence
to pay attention
and give thanks.
Musician, mythologist, Cultural Historian, perpetual pilgrim and aspiring Earth Artist .