Honoring the Imaginal
Honoring the Imaginal
Honesty in Imagination, in Pursuit of Spiritual Truth
Yesterday, as every Sunday, I participated en Mass.
As every Sunday, we entered about ten or fifteen minutes before the service began, as the congregation was participating in praying the Rosary.
This is always blessed for me, as it allows me (after genuflecting and giving the Sign) to fall onto my knees and into a repetition of the prayer to the Holy Mary, mother of God. Each decade of ten repetitions is punctuated with a Glory Be to the entire Trinity, then a prayer to Jesus asking for forgiveness, and finally an Our Father to God expressly.
“There have only ever been two perfect people,” the Priest claimed during an appropriately brief homily. “Mary and Jesus.”
The rest of us, he reminded, must attend to our own internal conflicts through the Sacrament of Confession, offering up our faults in an attempt to cleanse and purge our worry, that we might find peace in this brief world.
Paraphrases mine.
Keep on keepin’ on, Mah People. You’re doing Good Work, and we need You.
Don’t stop. Don’t Nevah. Don’t’chu Evah. As Spoon sang it “Cause We gonna keep ‘em Hangin’ Around.”
You are a Blessed Being. Never Forget. That doesn’t make you a Saint, and it doesn’t make you Perfect. But it does equip you with a marvelous level of Strength, Strength for which many thirst.
Keep it, and offer it medicinally. You are the Beautiful. Take. Eat. Drink.