Blogging is a Moving Meditation.

BLOGGING as a MOVING MEDITATION: Liminality's thin passage untangles as it weaves, fits in the ineffable nooks and crannies of my heart's prayer wall, like the cracks in pavement, mile markers on the road, windblown whimsical napkin poems written in eyeliner.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Psalms 42:7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

For the last few days i've been in High Ground country in lovely Cullowhee NC- staying with my friends Tim & Rebbecca Heiskill-  they have a organic-ee  home fellowship.. with a few ragamuffins staying with them...they are right on the cusp of Western Carolina University... literal stones throw to the campus. Which is strategic-  their kids always get hooked up with edgy worshipers/artists that are not in the typical christianeez venue-  and are gonna be pulling in some Musicians to do live shows on campus... what i would call "sideways" ministry.  Not like direct proselytizing isn't good.. if you heard Larry Norman's "youtube" post... sometimes direct is awesome...  

But i like the "sideways approach" - a bit more, because your coming along side people and not speaking at them, but standing in the approximated-  Right or Left ear.... more like friendship and introducing Jesus in new ways.  

There were a few reasons i felt like i needed to "go to high ground"-  i was at the highest point in NC Mountains.. where i could see 3 states from that position... and it reminded me of States of Mind- Body and Spirit.    Rebecca's comment while we traveled through the rolling hills... was that we were actually IN God's MIND... and it so felt it....

It's been pretty intense on this front... and to go to a High Place and Breath was necessary.  Just to be able to continue standing.

The waterfall photo was at a place called "dry falls"-  I kinda like the juxtaposition and paradoxical reflection of it.  My spirit was in need of watering and there is something about the raw nature of the Mountains.

I had to go past the boundary that separated the waterfall from where i was standing... (rebecca poor dear.. went into mom mode and basically thought i was nuts... and was fearful that Something would happen)-  but once i got out there... she got it.... and her spirit was at peace.....  

But that seems to be the place God brings me... past the man made boundaries and to get close enough to the real that it's awesome, powerful and dangerous.  I think the quest for truth in any situation... is not for the faint of heart.  The perseverance involved not to get overwhelmed or thrown into a apathetic slumbering spirit requires a lot of energy and determination.  None of it could even be transversed without a God hand to get me up the next rock- with the stability to keep me from falling... or giving up.

Bottom line... my spirit got filled up.. and is at full tank.. but could use some prayer.
shalom, ya all! Blessings - Cathryn


  1. Hi, Cathryn. The quest for truth is truly not for the faint of heart. The rabbit hole goes deeper than I ever imagined.

    Good to hang out with you and the others over at Happy Hour with TSK earlier.

  2. Hey Lady

    That picture is so between worlds!!!!!


    Loving you in prayer sister soldier!!!