Spring Equinox

Rev. Diane Rollert, 26 March 2017

The equinox has come.
The position of the sun
making its claim for spring.
Yet a soft snow fell the other night,
dressing the trees in white,
and covering the streets once again
with winter’s cold blanket.
“Don’t promise what you cannot keep,”
someone joked last week,
yet I know the warmth will return,
with the growing sunlight.
It always does,
although it may never coincide
with the words written on the calendar.

Oh Source of Our Being,
I wish that I could promise change,
good health, the ease of being,
peace and the end of strife. 
I wish that I could be as sure
about human outcomes as I am
in the eventually changing seasons.
I wish that honesty was something
that came easily and purely,
without doubts.
We each must have stories
we’d tell, but find silence a kinder path.
Reason moves us toward truth,
but finding the way toward clarity
requires something deeper in ourselves.

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To Be Honest

Rev. Diane Rollert, 20 February 2017

To be honest,
I find growing older
to be both terrifying and liberating.

After all, I was raised during a time
when we were told,
good girls don't stand out.
With age comes a new voice
that sets aside the old restraints.

To be honest, 
being a minister
is always about love and boundaries.

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A Prayer for Love and Justice

Rev. Diane Rollert, 12 February 2017

Red sky this morning
Whispering over blue ice and snow,
Black trees in silhouette
branches moving slowly
in quiet anticipation of the storm to come.

The earth holds us in its calm embrace,
waiting, waiting for us
to wake up and acknowledge
the circle that surrounds and connects us.
Billions of points of light
that depend on all the others
to burn bright.

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Songs of Resistance Meditation

Rev. Diane Rollert, January 29, 2017

A month of resistance.
A lifetime of resistance.
Each of us have our stories to tell:

The internal battles
to find ourselves,
the external battles
to confront injustice;
the young girl
long ago in France
resisting the cruelty of war and occupation;
the young trans activist today,
facing an uncertain world
where identity is under attack,
where the threat of war
and the overheating of the planet
loom larger with each day.

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Late November Meditation

Rev. Diane Rollert, 20 November 2016

The final leaves cling to the trees.
Soon the only colour that will remain
will be the evergreen.
Soon there may be snow
to soften the contours of the day,
to soften the sounds of the city.

there is so much external noise
and so much noise within our minds,
the constant droning
of conversations within ourselves,
the lists of things to do,
the worries,
the nervous laughter, 
the unkind things we can say to ourselves,
after too many years of ingrained habit.

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Meditation for Finding Home

Rev. Diane Rollert, 6 November 2016

Spirit of Life,
Ground of our being,
this is my prayer today,
my crying out for the world—
even if I know that what I say
is only heard by mortal ears.

Help us to be more generous,
a practice we are learning daily.
If we are honest, 
we know how selfish we can be
deep inside ourselves.

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Meditation on Grace

Meditation by Rev. Diane Rollert, 23 October 2016

What is grace?
The moves of a dancer,
the bird in flight,
the single tear that flows down the cheek,
the patient one who sits and waits
for the other to speak.

What is grace?
The unexpected,
the given that we never thought to receive,
the love we never requested
that still surrounds us,
the community that remains,
even when we have gone.

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Final Days of Summer

Meditation by Rev. Diane Rollert, 18 September 2016

Spirit of Life,
Ground of our being,
we come into this sanctuary
holding silent thoughts,
wanting to reach out,
eager and afraid.

There is a reality that surrounds us
that both delights and confuses us.
We live with love
and a longing for love.
We live with hope
and a longing for hope.
We live with courage
and dreams of finding courage.

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Father’s Day Meditation - After Orlando

Meditation by Rev. Diane Rollert, 19 June 2016

Oh dear God,
I cannot find the words to tie together
All that matters this day.

In my minds eye,
I see many fathers.
I see the father who has loved his 21 children, 
two his own and 19 born of others;
beautiful children, 
who found love and life on new soil.
I see the father who must lay to rest
a beloved son
who took his own life.

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Forever Young

Prayer by Rev. Diane Rollert, 12 June 2016

Bob Dylan once wrote:

“May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.”

This is my prayer for you,
My young friends and my not so young friends.
May you stay forever young
but be not afraid to age.
Be not afraid
to step into adult life,
to take up your place in this world,
to let your voices be heard.

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Mother’s Day Meditation

Meditation by Rev. Diane Rollert, 8 May 2016

Oh Mother of all,
You are an image of beauty: 

The Buddha’s mother giving birth
painlessly holding the branch of a tree.
The Madonna with her child of infinite promise,
She the icon of maternal perfection. 

Yet it never is so simple.
We who are mortal mothers know.

We know how far we fall
from our own expectations of maternal grace. 

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A Prayer for Vulnerability

Prayer by Rev. Diane Rollert, 10 April, 2016

Source of Love,
Ground of Our Being,
this path of life can be so beautiful
and yet so treacherous.
We are born vulnerable
needing and helpless,
and miraculously ready to respond to
warmth and love.

We live as creatures
who can be easily delighted
and easily wounded.
All that prepares us for love
also prepares us to be hurt.
We live with loss
as much as we live with gain.

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In Honour of Dr. King

Meditation by Rev. Diane Rollert, 18 January 2016

In 1964, Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. said to oral historian, Studs Terkel, "I think humour is most important in getting at truth and getting people to understand and often to rise above the despair which can surround them.”

This meditation is in honour of Dr. King.

Spirit of life,
Ground of our being,
Bless the laughter that enables us
to see ourselves clearly,
to let go of the regrets,
to forgive our mistakes,
and begin again.

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Tears and Laughter

Meditation by Rev. Diane Rollert, 10 January 2016

Oh Spirit of Tears and Laughter,
when are we free to laugh?
When are we free to cry?
Both address our joy and our pain:
tears of joy filling our eyes;
tears of pain filling our hearts;
tears of relief washing away
what needs to be washed away,
tears of laughter falling down our cheeks.

Laughter becomes something
that creates connection,
or exclusion.
We laugh together,
we laugh at,
we laugh nervously,
we laugh cruelly,
or we laugh with mirth,
like a laughing Buddha
who simply laughs
to be present,
to recognize this place we hold
between living and dying.

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A Prayer for Paris (and now for Mali and every place that knows violence)

Meditation by Rev. Diane Rollert, 15 November 2015 and revised November 21, 2015

The aftermath,
the silence,
the fear,
the waiting,
the news that comes flooding into our lives,
the accounts, the accounting,
the numbers we cannot comprehend or tune out.

May our hearts be with Paris,
May our hearts be with every war-torn place
where innocent civilians lose their lives as helpless targets.

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Meditation - In the Mirror

Meditation by Rev. Diane Rollert, 14 June 2015

Spirit of Life
Ground of our being,
we see through a mirror darkly.
How rare it is to see our own love
as we gaze into the still waters of the lake.
Instead we judge,
we criticize.
We are as unloving as we would never be to a friend.

What we see is not what the world sees,
not the beauty of our inner selves reflected,
but the desires,
the longings,
to be someone else,
or to go back in time.

Blessed are those
who are capable of saying at any stage of life,
“You are enough.
You are beautiful.”

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Meditation - Not Heroes

Meditation by Rev. Diane Rollert, May 31, 2015

This morning the air remains humid
but mercifully cool,
the grass weighed down
by last evening’s rain.
The sparrows sing their song of grace
small but grateful
for the quiet rising of sun
behind the thick cloud cover.

To this day we arise,
Spirit of Life,
filling this sanctuary
with thoughts,
with questions,
with longing,
with hopes,
with exhaustion and exhilaration,
with wonder,
and tears.

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