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Sr Gail is a Liturgical Dancer and choreographer with degrees in clinical psychology and spirituality.
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I think tambourines are a marker for new-age orthodoxy!
That’s great! Now we’ll have more room in the VW Bus for patchouli and Birkenstocks. :dancing:
Whenever I see an organization claiming to be in the “Catholic tradition” I can be reasonable certain that they are a splinter group, such as the Old Catholic Church.We are a new monastic community in the Catholic tradition, whose founding inspiration gathers its momentum from the prophetic message and guidance of our mentor, Fr Thomas Berry, c.p. , writer, scholar and cultural historian.
There is no doubt that these folks do use the Bible. In reading the articles, I found several biblical references, primarily to the Book of Wisdom, and the Gospel of John, but also to Psalms, Acts of the Apostles and others. I am not sure what they believe about the Bible. I am not sure if they believe that it is the inspired word of God. I suspect the do, to a point.
- recognizing Christ as Teacher and Master of Wisdom still resonant today
- obedience to the collective wisdom of the whole
- a heritage of sacred reading (Lectio Divina), prayer and ritual
Continued next postCohen was born in New York City in 1955. Raised as an atheist, his life was irrevocably changed by a spontaneous revelation of “cosmic consciousness” at the age of sixteen. Haunted by the experience, Cohen eventually abandoned his dream of becoming a jazz drummer and, at the age of twenty-two, began seeking spiritual enlightenment. Moving from the study of martial arts to Kriya Yoga to Buddhism, Cohen’s search finally came to an end in 1986 when he met the Indian master of Advaita Vedanta H.W.L. Poonja. Shortly after this life-transforming encounter, and with the encouragement of his guru (with whom he later parted ways philosophically), Cohen began to teach.
On this 4 th day of retreat we gather in the chapel for the celebration of the
Eucharist. I am moved by the simplicity of the elements of bread and wine, the hands raised in blessing, the starkness of the recited words, “This is my body given for you, this is my blood poured out for you.”
These words flow from an ancient 12 billion year text that tells the story of self gift and grace. They have been spoken by supernovas, galaxies, plants, animals, carbon, lovers, women giving birth, martyrs of the faith, Jesus the
Christ and all of us today.
We are the universe gathered in this moment celebrating its profound singularity. This explosion in motion is one radiant being; incarnate, conscious, Christic and undivided.
In the following she is speaking of her devotion to the Black Madonna. I though this devotion was great, until I got to the last sentence:The basket of bread and cup of wine are passed around the chapel at communion and we all partake of this single energy event. I eat the bread and drink from the cup. There is actually no “I” doing this, only 12 billion years of holy celebration in joyful conviviality! The whole journey is this moment as it is the moment of the absolute future of Christ fulfillment radiating back to the present.
This image runs deep in my Polish roots and I have loved her all my life. She announces the Mystery manifesting its radiance in her flesh. She is Christ Bearer, matter impregnated with Spirit. She is woman of grace, accepting her own body as the chalice of the Spirit.
Based on the two previous quotes, she really seems to lack a proper understanding of the Eucharist and the Real Presence.There is a beautiful Icon of Our Lady of Czestachowa in the monastery chapel. I sit before her in an open gesture of prayer. This Madonna is mysterious. I cannot penetrate the secret of her face. She embodies a divine calm, a concentrated awareness of herself. I am hungry for her guidance and wisdom, my eyes are teeth and I receive her as a wafer in communion.
This morning on my final day of retreat I drape myself with the cosmic red shawl and feel the stupendous activity of the fireball alive in me. Leaning over the paper on my desk I write the following prayer of intention which will be recited each day in our new community of Sisters of Earth.
O Divine Wisdom, you who were present in the Holy Fire at the beginning of time -
Give us Light and Guidance.
You who introduced the first partnership of hydrogen and helium -
Teach us how to combine our energies to give birth to the Ecozoic Era.
You seeded the dark of space with galaxies and stars -
Gift us with abundance.
You hold all things together in the Holy Embrace of the curvature of space -
Keep us grounded and expansive.
You were there at the sacrifice of Tiamat, our grandmother star -
Teach us to give Everything to the will of the Divine.
In a moment of grace, Earth learned to capture sunlight -
Help us photosynthesize the Light of Christ and become food for the future.
With awe and reverence we step into the flow of 12 billion years of Universe unfolding.
We are a further phase change of the original fireball. We claim that heritage and say YES to the evolutionary potential that is calling us forward and demanding that we reinvent ourselves as a species .
May we shape a monastic life coherent with our place in the universe.
May we come to understand the implications of this!
May we advance consciousness for the sake of the whole.
May we become expressions of wholeness in this deeply divided world
We place our highest gift s at the service of this call at the service of Divine Love itself.
As Sisters of the Earth Community we turn to you Mary, in your manifestation as the Black Madonna and ask you to awaken us to the sacredness of matter in our own bodies , in all of life, and in Earth itself.
We call out to the voices of our ancestors …
Give us guidance.
Click here for information about the goddess Tiamat.We call out to the unborn children of all species …
What do you ask of us?
It made me cringe, too, but being bad at metaphor doesn’t necessarily an apostate make.“Photosynthesize the Light of Christ so we become food for the future”???![]()
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I guess they are morphing into PLANTS!!!![]()
I looked at this web site and all I saw would scare me away big time. I personally would avoid them like a plague, just from what I read.It made me cringe, too, but being bad at metaphor doesn’t necessarily an apostate make.
It is possible that they are apostate, but don’t want to admit it. It is also possible, though, that they are trying to evangelize New Agers into the True Faith, by using common language to point them, as Paul did, to “the God Unknown.”
If I had to hang my life on it, I’d vote with you. It is what I don’t read there that scares me.I looked at this web site and all I saw would scare me away big time. I personally would avoid them like a plague, just from what I read.
For their sakes, I truly hope I am wrong.
prayers & blessings
Deacon Ed B
Prayers promised. I would ask that everyone pray the Chaplet of Divine Mercy for all of those involved with this. AND NOT JUST ONCE.Father Berry (who is apparently about 94) may have been ‘ordained a Passionist priest’ but that doesn’t mean his ‘monastery’ is affiliated with anything Catholic. Let’s pray for him–at his age he is probably quite close to meeting the Lord for eternity.
Well then, the Diocesan website is defective because as everybody in the whole wide world knows, the Charterhouse of the Transfiguration is in that diocese, sitting peaceably and in perfect silence on Mount Equinox. But then, it would be most Carthusian of them to eschew the publicity of the diocesan web page, especially since they do not invite visitors nor solicit vocations. See here.Let me put it this way, as a Vermont Catholic:
This site is NOT on the diocesean web site. Anywhere. The only monastery listed in the diocese of Burlington (which covers the entire state of Vermont) is Weston Priory.
Father Berry (who is apparently about 94) may have been ‘ordained a Passionist priest’ but that doesn’t mean his ‘monastery’ is affiliated with anything Catholic. Let’s pray for him–at his age he is probably quite close to meeting the Lord for eternity.