Practicing SoulCollage® is part of my spiritual practice that provides “boundaries and direction”, especially in this time of uncertainty. I share an “I am one who” reflection for a card I created this week. It came together slowly, over the course of several days, taking up space on my kitchen table until it felt complete. The card has become a prayer of gratitude and a reminder to keep reaching for life-giving “holy water” in all its forms.
Card Name: “Holy Water”
I am one who stands in a circle of women who hold each other up, who embrace life and each other, who are connected, who grow together. I am one and many.
I am one who recognizes Source in the still, holy water. Stones, upright, are less about unsettling the water, and more about propelling motion, continually adapting, always transforming or conforming to what comes in its way. I can trust the peaceful, holy water.
I am one who stands in the stream of life-giving, purifying water.
I am one who, with open arms, is anointed with holy water. With joy, faith and a sense of solidarity, I am blessed with nourishment in abundance—above, below, around, overflowing.
I am one who thirsts, not in an aching, despairing, dying, sort of way (at least not in this card, at this moment) but as a reminder that purification happens only when intentionally sought after and accepted. Water is the essential element to growth; I long for this fullness.
I am one who is grateful for thirst, to trust that the thirst will be quenched, and to drink from the chalice of holy water.
I imagine on another day with different circumstances my “I am one who” might sound different—but this is today.
I am reminded of John O’Donohue’s poem, “In Praise of Water.” I share an excerpt here:
Let us bless the humility of water,
Always willing to take the shape
Of whatever otherness holds it.
The buoyancy of water,
Stronger than the deadening,
Downward drag of gravity.
The innocence of water,
Flowing forth, without thought
Of what awaits it.
The refreshment of water,
Dissolving the crystals of thirst.
Water: voice of grief,
Cry of love,
In the flowing tear.
Water: vehicle and idiom
Of all the inner voyaging
That keeps us alive.
Blessed be water,
Our first mother.
-from To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings
Deep peace of the running wave to you, of water flowing, rising and falling, sometimes advancing, sometimes receding . . .
May the stream of your life flow unimpeded! Deep peace of the running wave to you. – Celtic Prayer
May images of peace and possibility fill your heart as we enter Holy Week. Blessings, Jodi
For another SoulCollage® card with water theme >> Just float…Gently down the stream, Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, Life is but a dream