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The Braided Way is a framework to see every faith tradition as a strand, braided into a larger whole of spiritual awareness. In the Braided Way, combining spiritual practice from various faiths allows you to explore sacred experience and wonder in forms that resonate with your personal spiritual needs and sacred intuitions.
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1d ago
What runs through me could hardly be called piety.
It’s not patience either, at least not by that name.
The pasture’s dissolution into darkness,
the cow gnawing obediently without notion of infinity
and stars—God, you know all about them.
Those evenings I was sure I’d die,
you were teaching me to live; I see that now.
And the gravity of all you did not say
but left me like a map for the intuiting.
Slowly, I saw the world for what it was,
or was it I who grew familiar, that long
habit of me? These were the pains
I was granted in this life: my face in cold weather,
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Braided Way Magazine
4d ago
Sirius extends a beam to me.
I like to imagine it’s my mother,
reaching down for me, her eldest.
I want to raise my arm and grasp
her numinous hand, just to feel
our connection again, even if only
for an instant. Instead I cup my hands
together like a cracked bowl to let
starlight pool in my palms. But when
I look, there are only shadows there.
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6d ago
Going off to the seminary when I had just turned thirteen might have seemed stupid. But the decision felt like a response to a calling. I didn’t think God was stupid and my mother was all for it. At that point in my life I’d never call Him anything but Lord, as in “Lord, please help me pass this geometry test.”
So there I was, in the freshman class, living in a big dormitory room with about fifteen other boys, donning a cassock every morning and heading off to Mass and prayers and breakfast. This was followed by a rigorous day of rigidly structured high-level classes. Including geometry.
Theor ..read more
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2w ago
“It’s not what you look at that matters. It’s what you see” ~Henry David Thoreau
“Joe,” my mother used to say. “You can’t judge a book by its cover. People look on the outside, but God looks inside. There’s more to a book than its cover.” Mom was a churchgoing person. I wasn’t. One of our divides. I figured if there’s a God up there then why’s the world so messed up down here?
When she’d launch into one of her homespun homilies, I’d just nod and say “Yes ma’am,” then fly out the back door with my dog Boeing to explore. Woods and fields. Just the two of us navigating the world.
An only child, I ..read more
Braided Way Magazine
2w ago
I mistook
the lover
for the love,
the honey
for its sweetness,
the starlight
for its shimmer.
If there be grace,
may I, at last,
distinguish
the Divinity
within
my perception
of god.
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Braided Way Magazine
3w ago
People usually think about the Bible as a book with a fixed number of texts within its pages: 24 books in the Jewish version of the Bible; 66 for Protestants; 73 for Catholics; 81 if you’re Ethiopian Orthodox.
Writings that didn’t make it into the Bible, on the other hand, are often called “apocrypha,” a Greek term that refers to hidden or secret things. There are hundreds of apocryphal Jewish and Christian texts that, for one reason or another, were not included in different versions of the Bible. Some simply fell out of use. Some caused theological headaches for later Jews or Christians, and ..read more
Braided Way Magazine
3w ago
Celtic roots shaped my spirit,
but my German Palatine ancestors
are coiled somewhere in my soul.
I wonder if a rabbi grandfather
or kohenet grandmother
incised my heart with their love of words.
I go searching for a name.
Myrtle answers me from her place
in the shadows of hidden lineage.
Myrtle, someone tucked you into the marriage wreath
without telling us your name.
You were a colorful sprig of scented greenery
hidden between roses and baby’s breath,
content to be overlooked.
You knew it would be safer for your daughters
to deny their lineage.
Every year you have bloomed
without being recogn ..read more
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1M ago
for Josiah
Who would want to miss the world?
The barn swallow’s nest
under the eve, the fiddleheads
unfolding in the forest, the
patter of spring rain
the way the mourning dove
speaks to us
of our longings
and how unfailingly sunlight
reminds us that all light
casts shadows.
The complexities of our lives
urge us away from knowing
things as they are
from realizing, perhaps,
that what we are drawn to
is God
waiting to be noticed.
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1M ago
I hear a splashing sound by the creek downhill. The splash is the work of a Coho salmon, pushing her way upstream. First, I pass her by. The splash could belong to any number of creatures. I know salmon lived in this creek, but years of waterways empty of salmon have deflated my hope of sighting this near-mythological creature.
I’m on a plant walk, learning the names and medicinal purposes of the plants in a local watershed. We walk through arbors of hazelnut trees once planted by the indigenous people of this land. Wherever they lived, hazelnut trees followed. The land, long colonized, still ..read more