December 29, 2006

As we close this year, I would like to leave you with a message. Although you may feel it pertains to women, I feel it also emcompasses men.

Drawing Water From The Well

I went down to the well, like Leah and Rachel, like Miriam and Rebecca. The women of the old testament were always meeting at wells. Things were welling up inside of them, inside of me. I was looking for women with whom I could draw water - quench my thirst, cleanse my soul, mirror even a reflection of myself. Who was I? Certainly more than this empty space, this longing, this searching. Like an empty cup, a chalice perhaps, waiting to be filled. I long to bear the libation, a sacrament we raise to our lips. Let us taste the communion.

We are all sometimes women alone, waiting for this chance to come together. It is a marking point on the mythic map of our journey. We have wakened to the calling for something deeper, something we call up from the earth, from our bodies. As women we find ourselves rooted in our bodies. We can't escape them, so we embrace them. This is the beginning, when we turn inward to draw up water from the well. We will meet at the Source.

I will also close with this quote from E.B. Browning -

"With stammering lips and insufficent sounds, I strive and struggle to deliver right the music of my nature".

And Anais Nin said, "And the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

Have a Blessed New Year,
Donna