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Still Point 12:10 — Advent III

Joy That Holds

 

 

 

 

Welcome to Still Point 12:10 —
a place to pause in the middle of a full life,
to breathe in the sacred,
and to remember that God is not found only in holy moments,
but in the quiet space beneath our breath.

Each Still Point unfolds in three gentle movements:
a ten-minute meditation to settle the body and breath,
a fifteen-to-twenty-minute reflection to open the heart and mind,
and a five-minute moment of thankfulness
to carry with you into the rest of your day.

You’re invited to stay for the whole journey,
or to join us for just one part.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There’s no right way to be here —
only your way.This is your time
to breathe,
to reset,
and to rise.

Hi I’m Sharon Campbell Rayment –

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today we gather in Advent Three,
the week traditionally named Joy.

 

 

 

And already, some of us feel a tension there.

Because joy can sound like pressure.
Like cheer we’re supposed to muster.
Like a feeling we’re meant to perform —
especially at this time of year.

       But biblical joy is not fragile happiness.
It is not denial.
It is not pretending things are fine.

Joy, in the Christian tradition, is something deeper, sturdier, and far more compassionate.

Joy is what holds us —
and from that holding, love begins to move.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So today we will begin gently.
No forcing.
No fixing.
Just presence.

 

 

 

 

 

 

If you are able, let your feet rest on the floor.
Let your shoulders soften.
And allow your breath to arrive exactly as it is.

Guided Meditation (Still Point Practice)

READY — Making Room for Joy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let us begin by becoming ready.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Not ready as in prepared or put together —
but ready as in present.

Place your feet on the floor.
Notice the support beneath you.
Let your body arrive before your thoughts do.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Advent joy does not rush.
It waits.
It watches.
It makes room.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bring your attention to your breath.
Do not change it yet.
Just notice where it lives in your body today.

This is the first movement of NeuroMindSHIFT —
moving from the thinking mind
into the sensing body.

Joy cannot be felt when we are only in our heads.
So we begin here —
with breath,
with presence.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take a slow breath in…
and let it fall out naturally.

 

 

 

You are ready —
not because life is calm,
but because you have stopped running for a moment.

RELEASE — Letting Go of Forced Joy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now we move into release.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Advent joy asks us first to release
everything joy is not.

With each exhale,
let go of the pressure to feel cheerful.
Let go of the expectation to be grateful.
Let go of the idea that joy must look bright or festive.

If this season is heavy for you,
you do not have to carry that weight and perform joy at the same time.

This is the second movement of NeuroMindSHIFT.

As the exhale lengthens,
the nervous system shifts out of survival mode.
The body receives a quiet message:
You are safe enough to soften.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So breathe out slowly —
longer than you breathe in.

Release the jaw.
Release the shoulders.
Release the grip you’ve been holding around this season.

Joy does not enter a body that is braced.
It enters a body that is honest.

RECEIVE — Joy as Steadiness, Not Excitement

Now we move into receiving.

 

 

 

 

Bring your awareness gently to your heart space —
not symbolically,
but physically

 

 

 

 

 

Advent joy is not excitement.
It is steadiness.

 

 

 

 

 

 

It is the deep assurance whispered by the angel:
“Do not be afraid.”

Joy arrives when fear loosens its hold.

This is the third movement of NeuroMindSHIFT —
heart–brain coherence.

When breath and heart rhythm begin to align,
the mind quiets,
the body steadies,
and meaning becomes accessible again.

 

 

 

 

You do not need to summon joy.  You receive it.

Joy may come as relief.
As grounding.
As the sense that you are not alone in this moment.

 

If it feels right, silently say:
I receive the joy that holds me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Not joy that excites me.
Not joy that fixes everything.
Joy that holds.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rest here for several breaths.

 

 

 

 

 

 

RETURN — Carrying Joy Gently into Life

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now we begin to return.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Notice your body again.
The room around you.
The sounds that have been waiting.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Joy is not something you stay inside —
it is something you carry back with you.

This is the final movement of NeuroMindSHIFT:
integration.

 

Regulation becomes resilience.
Stillness becomes strength.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Before you open your eyes,
ask yourself gently:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What kind of joy do I need to carry today?
Joy that steadies me?
Joy that softens me?
Joy that gives me courage?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There is no rush.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When you are ready,
open your eyes slowly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You return to your life
not empty-handed,
but held.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Long Reflection — Joy as Strength (Advent III)

Scripture tells us,
“The joy of God is your strength.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Not your happiness.
Not your productivity.
Not your certainty.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That distinction matters — especially in Advent.

Because by the third week of Advent, many of us are tired.
The lights are up, the music is playing, the calendar is full —
and yet joy can feel strangely elusive.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

For some, this season carries grief.
For others, anxiety.
For others, exhaustion so deep it’s hard to name.

And so when the word joy is spoken, it can sound like pressure.
Like something we’re supposed to feel.Like another expectation layered onto already-full lives.

But biblical joy is not an emotional demand.
It is a spiritual resource.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Joy, in scripture, is not fragile.
It is resilient.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It survives disappointment.
It breathes inside grief.
It steadies us when life is unresolved.

This is why joy so often appears after fear in the biblical story.

“Do not be afraid,” the angel says —
then comes good news.
Then comes joy.

Joy does not arrive because circumstances are safe.
Joy arrives because presence is assured.

And that assurance changes us — not just spiritually, but physically.

This is where NeuroMindSHIFT becomes not an add-on,
but a language for what faith has always known.

When we live in constant fear — fear of loss, fear of failure, fear of the future —
the nervous system remains in a state of vigilance.
The body braces.
The breath shortens.
The mind narrows.

But joy — real joy — sends a different signal.

Joy tells the nervous system:
You are not alone.
You are held.
You do not have to solve everything right now.

And when the body receives that message, something shifts.

Breath deepens.
Muscles soften.
The heart and brain begin to move into coherence.

 

 

Hope becomes accessible again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is not pretending everything is fine.
This is strength returning to the body.

This is why joy is described as strength in scripture —
because it allows us to remain present without collapsing or hardening.

Joy gives us the capacity to stay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To stay with what is unfinished.
To stay with what is painful.
To stay with one another.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We see this kind of joy in Mary.

Mary does not sing the Magnificat because her life suddenly becomes easy.
She sings because she knows she is not carrying this story alone.

Her joy is not excitement — it is courage.
It is trust rooted so deeply that fear no longer gets the final word.

And this is the invitation of Advent joy for us.

Not to manufacture cheer.
Not to deny sorrow.
But to allow ourselves to be strengthened from the inside out.

To let joy do its quiet work in the nervous system.
To let presence replace pressure.
To let assurance soften what has been braced for too long.

Joy tells the soul:You are not alone.You are not forgotten.
This moment is not the whole story.

 

 

 

And when we stop demanding joy as a feeling,
we begin to receive it as a foundation.

Joy holds us —
so we do not have to hold everything ourselves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Practice of Thankfulness

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now, gently bring to mind one small thing —
not dramatic, not impressive —
just real.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A moment.
A person.
A breath of relief.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let gratitude arise without forcing words.

Thankfulness is not denial of what is hard.
It is recognition of what still holds us.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If it helps, you may silently say:
Thank you for this one thing.

Rest there.

Sharing & Integration (Invitation)

As you move through the coming days of Advent,
you might notice:

• Where joy steadies you instead of excites you
• Where love invites presence rather than performance
• Where your nervous system longs for gentleness

You are invited to share this Still Point with others —
not because you have answers,
but because presence multiplies when it’s shared.

Closing Blessing (Still Point Ending)

As you go,
may you walk slowly,
knowing you do not need to outrun your life.

 

 

 

May you listen deeply,
to your own body,
to one another,
and to the quiet voice of God within.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

May you speak gently,
especially to yourself.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And may you receive the world
with an open heart
and a soft smile —
trusting that joy holds you,
and love stays.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Amen.

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Welcome, friends…to Still Point 12:10, where we Breathe. Reset. Rise.                                                             As Advent unfolds, we step into its second rhythm — Peace — the deep stillness at the heart of all creation.
Not the kind of peace we negotiate, or the kind we promise ourselves when life finally slows down, but the peace that simply is — the divine pulse moving through everything, the rhythm of God’s order beneath all apparent chaos.            I’m Sharon Campbell Rayment, and this week we walk with Julian of Norwich, a woman of silence and astonishing courage.  She lived during the 14th century, through plague and loss, yet she came to know an inner peace so radiant it still speaks across time.
Her most famous words — “All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well” — are not naive optimism.
They are the fruit of vision, born of communion, born of trust in divine harmony.

Julian saw that the universe is not spinning out of control, but dancing to a rhythm of mercy — a rhythm that holds wolves and lambs, sorrow and joy, beginnings and endings, in one vast, loving circle.

So today we come home to that rhythm.
We pause to rest in the peace that has never left us.
We listen for the heartbeat of God within the heart of the world.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

🌿 1. Ready

Before we move further, take a moment to ready yourself.

Let your feet come to rest on the floor,
feeling the ground’s quiet solidity beneath you.
This same earth that holds the forests and oceans holds you too.
Let your body receive that support.

Rest your hands gently in your lap, palms open — a gesture of release, a gesture of willingness.
Let your shoulders ease down from your ears.
Let your jaw soften.
Let the lines of your face rest.

The air moves in and out of you without effort.
You don’t need to make it happen.
You only need to allow.

In this simple act of arrival, something already begins to shift.
The soul catches up to the body.
You are here — present, alive, beloved.

Julian said, “The greatest honour we can give God is to live gladly because of the knowledge of love.”
To ready yourself, then, is to allow that gladness to rise quietly, even before the world gives you a reason.

2. Release

Now, begin to let go.As you sit here, perhaps whisper inwardly:
“Here I am. I am ready to rest in peace.”

Imagine that your thoughts are like the surface of a lake.
The winds of the day have stirred it up — ripples, waves, reflections scattered.
With each exhale, the surface smooths.
The light begins to settle.

Let go of what has been demanding your attention —
the conversations replaying in your mind,
the worries that tug at your heart,
the to-do lists waiting for completion.

Each one can rest now, like silt drifting to the lakebed.
Nothing is lost; it simply returns to stillness.

Julian lived in an age when fear filled the air.
People came to her window to ask how peace could exist when death was everywhere.
And she would tell them: “The pain does not last forever. The light and the love of God are everlasting.”

Peace, she knew, was not the absence of suffering, but the Presence that holds even suffering inside it.
It is the divine rhythm that does not falter when we tremble.
It is the slow heartbeat of love that continues underneath everything else.

 3. Receive / Reflect    Let that truth sink deeper now.

Each breath an exhale of release.
Each breath a quiet return to order.

Now, in the space that’s opened, begin to receive.

Peace is not something you must create.
It’s the natural state of the soul when everything unnecessary falls away.
Like a still pond reflecting the sky, the soul reveals its divine clarity when undisturbed.

Bring to mind the image of Julian’s hazelnut — that tiny, fragile seed she saw in a vision, cradled in her palm.
When she asked God what it was, the answer came:
“It is all that is made. It lasts and ever shall, for God loves it.”

Imagine that now — the vastness of existence, from galaxies to sparrows, contained in that small sphere of light.
Nothing outside it.
Nothing excluded.
All moving to one rhythm — the rhythm of divine love.

This is peace: to know that even what feels broken is still held together by love’s gravity.
To know that you belong to a harmony larger than your comprehension.

Isaiah envisioned this long ago:
“The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, the leopard shall lie down with the kid… They shall not hurt or destroy in all my holy mountain, for the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea.”

It is not a dream of escape; it is the awakening of wholeness.
The wolf remains the wolf, the lamb the lamb, but they are reconciled in a love that transcends fear.
Julian saw the same — opposites reconciled, tensions dissolved into divine order.

Take a moment now to rest in that image:
your life, too, held in that same vast order —
every contradiction, every tension, folded into a greater peace.

 

4. ReturnSlowly, begin to bring your awareness back to this moment.
Feel the chair supporting you, the air around your face, the rhythm of your breath.

You are returning, but not leaving peace behind.
You are bringing it with you — carrying it in the quiet cadence of your being.

Julian once said, “God is the stillness in the middle of the storm.”
That stillness is now within you.
It does not vanish when you move; it moves with you.
It is the divine order pulsing quietly through your life.

As we move into the reflective reading, let your body remain soft, your heart receptive.
Let peace be the doorway through which you listen.

📖 Reflective Reading — Julian of Norwich

The Rhythm of Divine Order: Peace Born of Communion

Advent peace is not fragile; it is ancient.
It is the deep pulse that thrums beneath everything that exists.
Before there was light or time, before sound or thought, there was rhythm — the steady out-breath of Divine Love calling creation into being.
Every atom still vibrates with that first sacred breath.
Every heartbeat, every tide, every turning of the seasons echoes the same pulse.
This is what Julian of Norwich saw when she said, “All shall be well.”

She did not write those words from comfort.
She lived through plague, through the collapse of order, through a world that believed the end was near.
Yet in a small anchor-cell built into the side of St Julian’s Church, she looked through a narrow window at a dying world and saw not destruction but harmony.
What her eyes saw as ruin, her heart saw as unfolding grace.

Julian’s revelations began in sickness.
She was young and near death when she received sixteen visions — “showings,” she called them — of Christ and of divine love.
When she recovered, she devoted her life to prayer, enclosed within that stone cell, listening to the world breathe through her window.
It was there that peace became her language.
Her entire life became one long exhale of trust.

She wrote:
“God made everything in love, for love, and by love; and this love is the meaning of all that is.”
That sentence could be carved across the sky.
If love is the meaning of all that is, then nothing that happens can fall outside divine order.
The wolf and the lamb, the night and the dawn, the dying leaf and the newborn child — all move within one vast rhythm of mercy.

The Great Pattern

Julian looked at creation as if gazing at a woven cloth.
Each thread — some dark, some bright — crossed and knotted into another.
From the backside it looked chaotic.
But when the cloth was turned, she saw a tapestry so intricate it took her breath away.
“This,” she said, “is how God weaves the world.”
Peace, for her, was learning to trust the Weaver even when you see only tangled threads.

She once held that famous hazelnut in her palm and marvelled that it did not crumble.
It was small enough to disappear between her fingers, yet she heard a voice say, “It is all that is made. It lasts and ever shall, because God loves it.”
In that moment she glimpsed divine order — the whole cosmos contained and sustained by love.
Nothing is outside the circle; nothing is discarded.

If the hazelnut can endure by love alone, so can we.
Our lives, though fragile, are held in the same hand.
Every breath, every heartbreak, every joy belongs to the rhythm of divine peace.

The Music Beneath Chaos

Julian teaches us that peace is not silence but music — a harmony too vast for the untrained ear.
When life sounds dissonant, it is because we are listening too close to a single note.
Step back, and you begin to hear how pain resolves into compassion, how endings turn toward beginning, how even loss hums within love’s refrain.

She wrote: “Our Lord showed me that there is a deed, the which the blessed Trinity shall do at the last day, and I saw not what manner of deed it shall be; but it shall be glorious, and it shall make all things well.”
She did not need to know the details; she rested in the certainty of harmony.

Imagine, she might say, standing inside a great choir.
Some voices tremble, some are strong, some lag behind.
Yet the Conductor hears the whole and draws beauty from the seeming confusion.
So it is with God’s rhythm — a peace born not of control but of communion.

Peace and the Body of Creation

Julian’s peace was incarnational.
She saw the divine not hovering above but pulsing within the world.
She called Christ our “true Mother,” feeding creation from his own being.
In that image she captured what Isaiah saw: a creation so reconciled that predator and prey lie together, nursing from the same breast of peace.

Think of that: the wolf and the lamb, the fierce and the gentle, each necessary to the whole.
The universe is built on relationship, not rivalry.
Peace is not the erasure of difference; it is the dance of difference in harmony.

When we come into rhythm with this truth, even our bodies respond.
The breath slows.
The heart steadies.
The nervous system remembers what trust feels like.
This is why prayer, for Julian, was physical as much as spiritual — a return to the body’s own participation in divine order.

You might try it now:
Breathe in slowly, and inwardly say, “All shall be well.”
Breathe out, “And all shall be well.”
Breathe in again, “And all manner of thing shall be well.”

Each breath a joining of your rhythm to God’s.
Each exhale a surrender to the order already holding you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Circle of Mercy

Julian shocked her world by calling sin “behovely” — necessary, even useful.
She did not mean that suffering is good, but that nothing can finally thwart divine love.
Even our errors become the soil of wisdom; even failure turns toward healing.
This was her radical trust in peace.
She wrote, “For I saw truly that our Lord was never angry, for anger is not in God.”

If God is never angry, then divine order is never retribution; it is restoration.
The movement of peace is always toward wholeness.
Where we see punishment, God sees mending.
Where we see ruin, God sees rebirth.

This awareness changes how we live with ourselves and one another.
When you truly believe that nothing is outside love’s circle, you stop dividing the world into good and bad, saved and lost, us and them.
You begin to see everything as returning home.

Resting in the Womb of Love

Julian often described the soul as resting in God’s womb.
Just as a child grows unseen yet secure, so do we live within divine peace.
We are nourished, she said, by the very substance of Christ — fed with compassion, strengthened by grace.

Think of it: the womb never sleeps.
It holds, it pulses, it circulates life around the child.
Even when the mother rests, the body keeps working for the sake of love.
So it is with God’s order.
The Spirit’s heartbeat continues even when we lose awareness.
Peace is always there, carrying us between each moment like the tide carries the moonlight.

When you wake in the night and cannot calm your thoughts, remember this image.
You are still inside Love’s body.
You are surrounded by the rhythm that keeps galaxies spinning and hearts beating.
You cannot fall out of it.

The Storm and the Still Point

Julian never claimed that peace erases the storm.
She knew storms well.
She wrote, “He did not say, ‘You shall not be troubled,’ but He said, ‘You shall not be overcome.’”

Peace does not deny the wind; it discovers the still point within it.
Picture a hurricane from above: chaos at the edges, perfect calm at the center.
That center is God.
And because we are made in God’s image, that center lives in us.

To live from that center is to move through the world without being consumed by it.
It is to respond instead of react, to love instead of fear, to forgive instead of fight.
It is not passivity — it is powerful composure, the composure of one aligned with divine order.

Peace as Participation

Julian’s peace was never a retreat from the world.
She understood that divine order invites our participation.
“Prayer,” she said, “is the deliberate union of the soul with God.”
When we align our hearts with the rhythm of love, our actions naturally bring harmony to what is around us.

Lighting a candle, tending a garden, comforting a friend — these become sacraments of peace.
Each small gesture joins the cosmic pattern.
Each act of kindness steadies the world a little more.

This is what Isaiah foresaw: a creation so infused with divine wisdom that “the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea.”
To live peacefully is to become part of that knowledge — to let your life mirror the way water knows how to flow, how to reflect light, how to return to its source.

When the World Seems to Fall Apart

Even now, centuries later, Julian’s message meets us in our own age of upheaval.
She would tell us: the rhythm of divine order has not ceased.
What looks like unraveling is often the Weaver adjusting the pattern.

She would remind us that despair is a form of short-sightedness.
When you cannot see the whole, you assume the story has ended.
But peace sees farther.
Peace remembers the unfinished melody.

If you find yourself overwhelmed, return to her words as a doorway:
“All shall be well.”
Say them slowly.
Let them descend from mind to body, from body to soul, until they hum beneath your heartbeat.
They are not magic; they are alignment.
They tune you back to the key of divine harmony.

The Deep Assurance

Near the end of her writings, Julian confesses that she asked God why suffering exists if love is supreme.
The answer she received was simple: “Love was his meaning.”
Nothing else needed to be said.

In that sentence is the rhythm of divine order: Love as origin, Love as process, Love as completion.
Every question, every ache, every joy folds back into that one word.

This is the peace the angels sang over Bethlehem.
This is the peace the Christ-child embodied — a love so wide it could sleep among animals and still bless the stars.
It is not sentimental peace; it is structural peace.
It is how the universe itself is built.

Julian discovered that when you rest in this peace, gratitude becomes your native language.
You no longer strive to make things right; you begin to recognize that rightness already pervades creation.
Even pain, seen through the eyes of peace, becomes transparent to grace.

The Unbroken Circle

At the end of her life, Julian described seeing a circular motion, an endless turning of love within love.
“There is no beginning and no end,” she said.
“This is the meaning of God.”
Everything moves, yet nothing is lost.
Everything changes, yet all remains held.
The rhythm of divine order is perpetual becoming.

Imagine that circle now — luminous, slow, infinite.
Within it, the stars swirl, oceans breathe, trees grow, hearts beat, prayers rise.
You are part of that motion.
You are already within peace.

Let that truth settle into your bones:
You are not striving toward peace; you are swimming in it.
You are not building order; you are part of it.
You are not seeking love; you are made of it.

 ThankfulnessLet us rest for a moment in gratitude.
Think of three things, however small, that remind you the world still holds beauty.
A candle’s steady flame.
A friend’s laughter.
The breath moving in and out of your chest.

Whisper softly: Thank You.
Thank you for the rhythm that keeps all things turning.
Thank you for the peace that never leaves, only waits to be noticed.
Thank you for the assurance that all shall be well.

✨ Closing Reflection

As we close, may you walk this week attuned to the rhythm of divine order.
When you see disorder, remember the hidden harmony.
When you feel fear, return to the heartbeat of peace.
When you grow weary, rest in the circle of love that surrounds you.

Let Julian’s mantra become your breath-prayer through these days of Advent:

Together, softly, we say:

Inhale — All shall be well.
Exhale — And all shall be well.
Inhale — And all manner of thing shall be well.

Peace begins within me.
Peace moves through me.
Peace restores the world.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Until next time,
may you Breathe… Reset… and Rise.

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Welcome, friends…
to Still Point 12:10 — where we Breathe. Reset. Rise.

This is your pause in the middle of the week — a moment to step out of the noise and into stillness, where something ancient and holy begins to stir.

I’m Sharon Campbell Rayment, and today we begin our Advent journey — a season not only of waiting for the Christ child, but of awakening to the light being born within us.

In this first week of Advent, we walk with Meister Eckhart, the great 13th-century mystic who spoke of the birth of God in the soul. He believed that what happened in Bethlehem is happening still — that the Eternal Word seeks to be born in each of us, in this moment, in this very breath.

Eckhart said, “We are all meant to be mothers of God. For God is always needing to be born.”

This is the essence of Advent Hope — not optimism or wishful thinking, but a quiet trust that light is rising even when the world feels dark. Hope is the pulse of divine life already moving within us, asking for room to grow.

So today, we will enter that sacred space — the womb of silence where God is always being born.

🌿 1. Ready

Let’s begin by readying ourselves.

Find a comfortable seat.
Place your feet gently on the floor.
Let your hands rest loosely in your lap.
Allow your shoulders to soften, your spine to lengthen, your jaw to unclench.

Take a moment to feel the steadiness beneath you — the earth holding you.
This same earth once cradled Mary as she waited in the quiet glow of expectancy.
It holds you now with that same tenderness.

You don’t need to force calm; just arrive.
Let the outer world keep spinning; you are entering sacred ground.

Feel the slow rhythm of your breath.
Inhale softly — as if drawing in morning light.
Exhale — as if releasing night into dawn.

Whisper inwardly, Here I am. Let it be.

That simple prayer — Let it be — was Mary’s doorway, and it can be ours.
Let your body settle into readiness, not as effort but as consent — the quiet consent that allows divine life to awaken.

🌊 2. Release

Now, gently begin to let go.

Advent is a season of emptiness — not barren emptiness, but holy space-making.
It is the clearing of the room before the guest arrives.

Notice what you have been holding tightly.
The expectations, the worries, the relentless doing.
Place them softly at your feet.

Let go of the need to understand everything.
Let go of the timeline of how you think things should unfold.
Let go of the voice that says, I must do more to be worthy of light.

Eckhart wrote, “To be full of things is to be empty of God. To be empty of things is to be full of God.”
Emptying is not loss. It is preparation.

Picture a dark winter field after harvest — silent, bare, yet teeming with unseen potential.
The seeds rest under the soil, waiting for the warmth that will wake them.
This is what your soul feels like in this season.
Resting. Readying. Waiting for the warmth of God’s newness.

Release.
Not into nothingness, but into trust.

🌤 3. Receive / Reflect

Now, in the spaciousness that remains, let yourself receive.

Imagine the first light of dawn — pale gold spilling across the horizon.
You don’t rush it. You don’t create it. You simply watch as night softens into day.

That is what divine birth looks like inside the soul.
Light quietly unfolding in the dark, almost unnoticed, until suddenly you realize it has filled the room.

Eckhart wrote that the same Word which was spoken into Mary is spoken into every soul.
Creation was not a one-time event; it is happening still.
The divine desire that said “Let there be light” is still speaking those words — in you.

Hope, then, is not waiting for what we do not have.
It is awakening to what is already being born.

You may feel that your inner world is still shadowed.
That is all right.
Eckhart reminds us, “Truly, it is in the darkness that one finds the light, so when we are in sorrow, then this light is nearest of all to us.”

Let the light find you.
Let it move through the cracks and soften what has been rigid.
Let it warm the places within you that have grown cold.

(Pause — 1 minute)

Now imagine that light as something alive, pulsing within your heart —
small, tender, luminous, like the flicker of a candle in a cave.

That flame is Christ forming within you.
Not an idea or memory, but presence — the living Word becoming flesh again through your very being.

Breathe with that awareness for a few moments.
Each inhale a whisper of Come, Lord Jesus.
Each exhale a surrender — Let it be.

🌾 4. Return

Slowly begin to return to your surroundings.
Notice the air around you.
The ground beneath your feet.
The sounds beyond this quiet.

You are returning, but not the same.
Something subtle has shifted — a small dawn has begun within you.

The early Church fathers called this theosis — divine becoming, the soul’s slow awakening to its own light.
Eckhart called it the birth of the Word in the soul.
We might simply call it Hope.

This hope does not depend on circumstance.
It rises like morning no matter how long the night has been.
It is the presence of God breathing through all things, renewing the world from within.

Carry this awareness gently.
You are walking now as one who bears the light.

📖 Reflective Reading — Meister Eckhart

“The Birth of God in the Soul: Hope as the Inner Bethlehem”

Advent begins in the dark.
The candles are not yet lit, the sky is still heavy with waiting.
And yet, within that darkness, something is already moving — slow, steady, invisible — like a heartbeat beneath layers of quiet.

That movement is Hope.

The mystic Meister Eckhart called this movement the birth of God in the soul.
He said that what once happened in Bethlehem happens again and again, in every person who consents to love.
The eternal Word, the creative light, seeks not only a manger of straw, but the inner room of your being — a space cleared of noise where the Divine may be born anew.

Eckhart lived in the late 1200s, a world of cathedrals and conflict, of faith and fear.
He knew darkness intimately: political upheaval, the plague of poverty, the narrowness of religion that made God distant and the human spirit small.
And yet, from within that darkness, he dared to speak of God as Presence, as Now, as Birth.
He said, “There is no creature so small that it does not reveal the face of God.”
He believed that God is not out there to be found, but in here to be realized.

When Eckhart preached during Advent, he did not tell people to look outward to the distant star of Bethlehem.
He told them to turn inward, to listen for the same angelic whisper Mary heard: “The Lord is with you.”
He said, “We are all meant to be mothers of God. What good is it to me if this eternal birth of the Divine Son takes place unceasingly, but does not take place within myself?”

For him, Hope was not a feeling of positivity; it was the certainty that God’s creative act is still happening, still unfolding in us and through us.
Hope was participation in that birth — the deep knowing that something holy is being formed even in what feels barren.

The Hidden Bethlehem

Imagine, he says, that your soul is like a small, quiet Bethlehem.
The streets are empty.
The world outside is crowded and distracted, yet within you there is a stable — humble, hidden, waiting.
You might not think much of it; you might even feel its emptiness as ache.
But to the Divine, it is enough.

In that hidden place, straw becomes altar.
The breath you take becomes the Spirit’s wind.
Your willingness becomes the open door through which God enters time again.

Eckhart believed that every soul carries within it a seed of the Word — the spark that remembers its origin.
When we become still, that seed begins to quicken.
When we trust the silence, we can feel its warmth.
When we surrender, it begins to break open, and the light of God pushes toward birth.

He said, “The seed of God is in us. Pear seeds grow into pear trees, nut seeds into nut trees, and the seed of God into God.”
That is the audacity of hope: that the divine nature longs to express itself through us — through our laughter, our forgiveness, our courage to keep believing when nothing seems sure.

Hope, for Eckhart, was not looking toward a distant heaven.
It was the awakening of heaven’s consciousness in the ordinary heart.
He taught that every moment holds a Bethlehem if we are willing to notice.

The Silence Before the Word

Eckhart often spoke of Gelassenheit — the letting-be, the release that precedes divine birth.
Before Mary could receive the Word, she had to be silent.
Before the universe could echo with “Let there be light,” there was stillness.
Hope begins not with striving but with listening.
He said, “There is a silence deeper than all sound. God speaks there, and the soul that listens becomes light.”

Can you feel that silence even now?
The space between your breaths, the pause between heartbeats — that is where hope gathers.
It is not a passive waiting but a pregnant one, rich with unseen movement.

Think of winter soil.
Nothing grows on the surface, yet beneath the frost the bulbs are alive, drinking in darkness, gathering strength for spring.
That is the work of Advent: to trust the hidden processes of God, to believe that growth happens even when nothing seems to change.

Eckhart wrote, “The very best and noblest attainment in this life is to be silent and let God work and speak.”
Hope is not human optimism; it is divine gestation.

The Birth That Changes Everything

When the Word is born in the soul, the mystic said, it changes how we see.
We begin to recognize the divine pattern everywhere: in pain and joy, in failure and creation.
We see that the light which dawned over Bethlehem still dawns through our awareness.

This is why hope never depends on circumstance.
The outer world may tremble, but the inner birth continues.
No darkness can extinguish it because it is born of the eternal.

Eckhart wrote, “In this birth God pours all that God is into the soul, giving completely of divine being, so that the soul becomes light with the same light with which God shines.”
Imagine that — your very being luminous with the same radiance that once guided shepherds and kings.
That is not metaphor; it is mystical reality.
The Incarnation is not history; it is happening.

Every time you choose kindness instead of resentment,
every time you forgive,
every time you risk hope in the face of despair,
the Christ is being born again through you.

Hope is the daily “yes” that allows love to take form in matter.
It is Mary’s consent echoing through the centuries, finding its way into our own voices.

The Shadow of the Manger

But Eckhart was not naïve about how birth unfolds.
He knew that light is born through pain, that hope often begins in contradiction.
He said, “There is no coming to consciousness without pain.”
The manger is never tidy.
There is straw, there is noise, there is the discomfort of not knowing where the road will lead.
Hope does not erase struggle; it redefines it.

The stable, for Eckhart, symbolizes the ordinary life we often despise — the unfinished, imperfect parts of ourselves.
Yet it is precisely there that the divine arrives.
God avoids the palaces of perfection and chooses the rough shelter of reality.
That is good news for us all.

When you feel unprepared, uncertain, inadequate — that is your stable.
It is enough.
The light does not demand cleanliness; it seeks openness.
The manger is your heart willing to receive even in chaos.

So he invites us to see our own life as the place where God longs to be born —
not after we have figured everything out, but right here, in the midst of it.

The Midwives of Hope

Eckhart’s sermons were filled with images of divine motherhood.
He spoke of the soul as Mary, the womb of the Eternal.
But he also spoke of the friends of Mary — the midwives who help bring the birth to completion.
He said that when one person allows the divine to be born, it awakens others to do the same.

We become midwives of hope for each other.
A gentle word, a listening ear, a moment of compassion — these are the hands that steady another’s labor.
This is how God’s birth multiplies in the world.

He reminded his listeners that hope is not for oneself alone.
“The soul that truly knows God,” he said, “must pour itself out into love.”
To hold the Christ within and refuse to give it away is to halt the birth.
Hope fulfills itself only when shared.

So when you carry hope, you are carrying the world.
Your inner light becomes a lantern for others walking through night.

The Eternal Now

Perhaps Eckhart’s most daring statement was this: “The now in which God created the world and the now in which the soul receives God are one and the same.”
In other words, creation is ongoing.
Each moment is a fresh beginning.
Hope is not linear; it is vertical — it rises through every instant.

When we awaken to that, time itself becomes luminous.
The past loses its grip, the future releases its anxiety, and we stand in the eternal present where everything is possible.

He called this the “eternal birth.”
God forever giving, forever speaking, forever being born.
And we, forever becoming.

This means that even in your darkest hour, the divine pulse continues.
Even when you feel abandoned, the Word is still gestating.
Hope is the realization that there is no moment devoid of God’s creative breath.

Living the Birth

How then do we live this birth of hope?

Eckhart offers three simple postures:

1. Detachment— not indifference, but freedom from clinging.
   Let go of the need for outcomes. Let your hands open.
   Hope grows in unclenched palms.
2. Stillness— the willingness to wait without hurry.
   Trust the silence. The seed will break in its time.
3. Compassion— allowing the birth to continue through you.
   Every act of love is a Bethlehem. Every kindness a cradle.

He said, “The soul that gives birth to God must become one with the nature of God — generous, radiant, life-giving.”
So we do not keep the light for ourselves.
We become its reflection in a shadowed world.

The Light Returning

As we move through Advent’s long nights, imagine yourself standing in the hush before dawn.
The horizon is still dark, yet something glimmers — a silver edge of promise.
That is hope.
You cannot hurry it; you can only face east and wait.

Slowly the sky softens.
A single ray reaches out, touches the earth, touches your skin.
You realize that the same light that rose over Bethlehem is rising now in you.

You are the horizon where God meets creation.
You are the threshold of birth.

Let that awareness fill you — the warmth, the wonder, the simplicity of it.
God choosing you, as you are, as dwelling place.
The Infinite choosing the finite as home.

This is the mystical heart of Christmas:
the union of heaven and earth not once long ago, but now, again, within.
Hope is not waiting for something to happen;
Hope is recognizing that it already is.

So when you leave this place, do not seek the light elsewhere.
Turn inward.
You will find the manger glowing quietly behind your ribs.
You will find Mary’s yes echoing in your pulse.
You will find the Christ child breathing in your breath.

And you will know, as Meister Eckhart knew, that the dawn of God has never ceased to rise —
it simply waits for our awakening.

🌺 Thankfulness

Now, bring to mind three quiet things you are grateful for —
perhaps something that has been growing in you unseen,
a new awareness, a tender reconciliation, a small act of love.

Hold each one in your heart as a candle, and whisper,
For this light, I give thanks.
For this birth, I give thanks.
For this holy waiting, I give thanks.

Gratitude is the atmosphere of divine birth.
It is the soil in which hope takes root.
Even the smallest thanks opens the door wider for light to enter.

✨ Closing Reflection

As we close, may you carry this truth with you:
that Hope is not somewhere beyond the horizon —
it is rising within you now.

Like Mary, may you trust what is forming, even if unseen.
Like Eckhart, may you know that God is always giving birth in the soul.
And like the dawn, may you keep returning — gently, faithfully, bringing light to a shadowed world.

Together, softly, let us say:

The light within me is of God.
The dawn within me is rising.
I am part of the birth of Love.

Until next time,
may you Breathe… Reset… and Rise.

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Title: The Inner Path: Mary Magdalene’s Way of Seeing
Subtitle: Psyche, Pneuma, and Nous

Still Point Introduction: The Path to Inner Transformation with Mary Magdalene

Welcome to Still Point — the sacred pause in our week where we breathe, reset, and rise. I’m Sharon and we are here to remember the truth that beneath all our striving, beneath the noise of our lives, there is a centre of stillness within us.

A place of Divine Presence that Jesus called Abide. A place the mystics named union. A place Mary Magdalene lived from — with clarity, courage, and profound love.

Today we open a path that is ancient and yet deeply needed for this moment in time — the path of inner transformation through the life and witness of Mary Magdalene.

For too long, Mary has been misunderstood — reduced to labels that never belonged to her.

But the early Church, the desert mothers and fathers, and the mystical tradition remembered differently.

They saw in Mary not a story of shame, but a story of awakening. Not “seven demons,” but seven powers — seven awakenings, seven healings, seven thresholds of liberation that prepared her to stand in the fullness of who she was called to be.

Mary Magdalene did not become whole by escaping her humanity —
but by journeying through it,
loving through it,
trusting the sacred heartbeat of God within it.     She walked a path of transformation that mirrors our own:
the path from wound to wisdom,
from fear to devotion,
from silence to sacred voice,
from clinging to releasing,
from self-doubt to standing as witness to the Risen Light.               And as we explore her path, we also trace the contours of Jesus’ own mystical teaching — what we call the Eight Mystical Steps: the inner journey from awakening, to surrender, to union with the Heart of Love which I have shared previously.

Mary’s story shows us that transformation is not punishment, but invitation.
Not perfection, but alignment.
Not striving, but remembering.

To follow this path is to learn to see as Mary saw —
with the eyes of the heart,
with the breath of compassion,
with the deep knowing that the Divine is not distant but here, and here, and here.

So today, as we begin, let us soften.
Let us breathe into the quiet centre.
Let us remember that we do not walk alone.

The same Love that called Mary by name calls you by name.
The same Spirit that awakened her power awakens yours.
And the same Christ who met her in the garden meets us now — in this Still Point, in this breath, in this sacred moment of turning toward wholeness.

Welcome to the Path.
Welcome home.

Breath practice:

Breath Practice: “Breathing with the Beloved”

A Still Point Practice in the Way of Mary Magdalene

Before we begin, gently place a hand on your heart —
just as Mary might have when she heard her name spoken by Love in the garden.

Feel the warmth there.
Feel the pulse — that quiet, steady whisper of life.
This is holy ground.

Now, soften your breath.
Let it fall into a natural rhythm.
No forcing. No pushing.
Simply arriving.

Breathing in — “I return.”
Breathing out — “I belong.”

Let those words rest inside you like a prayer.

On your next inhale, imagine the breath rising from the belly,
moving up through the heart —
the place where spirit and matter meet.

On the exhale, imagine the breath flowing gently down the spine,
rooting you into the earth —
just as Mary stood grounded in the garden,
awake and unafraid.

Let’s add a sacred rhythm:

Inhale… “Here I am.”
Exhale… “Here You are.”

Allow this to become a conversation without words —
your heart speaking to the Holy
and the Holy answering within your heart.

Now, imagine light gathering behind your breastbone —
not a harsh light,
but a warm, gentle glow,
like morning sun touching ancient stone.

With every breath, that light expands —
quietly, steadily, lovingly.

If your mind wanders, simply return to this knowing:
I am seen.
I am known.
I am loved.

When you’re ready, return to the first breath:

Breathing in — “I return.”
Breathing out — “I belong.”

Feel the way the breath opens you,
not to effort but to presence.
Feel the Still Point within you —
not a place you travel to,
but a truth you awaken.

And now, together, we seal this practice
not with striving,
but with surrender:

Hand still on your heart, whisper gently:

“Awaken the Love in me.”

And breathe.

There is a longing inside so many of us — and I think you know this longing.

It sounds like this: “There has to be more than trying to be good. There has to be more than holding it together.”

We are polite. We are kind. We are responsible. We get through the day.

But we can still feel unrooted. Split. Torn between who we are on the outside and what’s actually happening inside.

That longing — that ache to live from a truer center — is the doorway I want to open with you today.

Because beneath all the rules, beneath all the expectations, beneath all the “shoulds,” there is a path in the Christian tradition that is not about performing goodness.

It is about transformation. It is about becoming whole.

And this path has a guide.

Her name is Mary Magdalene.

In John’s Gospel, Mary Magdalene is the first witness of the resurrection, the first to recognize the risen Christ, and the one who is sent to proclaim that life is stronger than death (John 20:11–18).

Scholars like Elizabeth Schrader Polczer argue that Mary is not simply present in the story — she is central to it.

Her work in textual criticism shows that some of our earliest copies of John appear to elevate Mary’s role in a way that later copyists sometimes tried to soften, suggesting that the early church knew her as a primary witness and spiritual authority.

In other early Christian writings, especially a text known as the Gospel of Mary (preserved in a 5th-century Coptic manuscript but likely composed in the 2nd century), Mary teaches the disciples after Jesus has departed.

She is not hysterical, not fallen, not sidelined, not “less than.”

She is portrayed as the one who understands. Dr. Karen King of Harvard Divinity School calls Mary in this text “a visionary leader” and “an apostle who teaches the others how to stand firm in the face of fear.”

In other words: Mary is not just a character in the story.
She is a keeper of the path. And the path she gives us is profoundly interior.

Mary describes the journey of the soul using three words:

• Psyche — the part of us that wrestles with desire, fear, ego, wound.
• Pneuma — the Spirit-breath, the living presence of God moving in us.
• Nous — the inner eye, the deep mind/heart that sees clearly and rests in union with the Holy.

This is what I’m calling The Inner Path.

This is not “be nicer.” This is not “try harder.” This is a map of spiritual transformation.

And what I want to do with you today is walk this path, step by step, in eight movements — from seeing clearly, all the way to union.

Along the way, we’ll hear from John’s Gospel, we’ll hear from Mary’s Gospel, and we’ll hear from the scholars who are helping the church finally listen to her again.

Because this wisdom was never meant to stay buried.

It was meant to be lived.

1. Seeing Clearly — Freedom from Illusion (Nous)

We begin where Mary begins: with sight.

Jesus says in John’s Gospel, “You will know the truth, and the truth will make you free.” (John 8:32).

He does not say, “You will follow the rules and the rules will make you acceptable.” He says: truth will make you free.

This is about seeing reality without the fog.

In the Gospel of Mary, the disciples are shaken after Jesus’ departure. They’re afraid. The world feels hostile, uncertain.

Mary speaks to them and says, “Do not let your hearts be troubled. His grace will be with you and will protect you.” (Gospel of Mary 5:5–7, as translated and discussed by Karen King). She is trying to steady their vision.

Later in the same text, Mary describes how the soul ascends past forces that try to keep it trapped — forces like ignorance, desire, and wrath. Those forces blind us.

They whisper lies like: “You are what you produce. You are what other people think. You are the worst thing you’ve ever done.”

Mary calls those forces “powers.” Jean-Yves Leloup, who writes on the Gospel of Mary, says these “powers” are what keep the mind (the Nous) clouded, turned inward on fear instead of open to God.

He describes Nous as “the eye of the heart,” the place in us that can perceive God’s presence directly.

So step one in the Inner Path is this:
Let the Nous — the inner sight — open.
See what is really true.
See what is not you.
See what you do not have to carry anymore.

That is already an act of freedom.

2. Turning Desire — Loosening the Grip (Psyche)

Step two: desire.

Jesus teaches, “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth… for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” (Matthew 6:19–21).

He’s not condemning having things. He’s naming what happens when our identity gets locked around them.

Our Psyche — our emotional, everyday self — clings.

“I’ll be okay when I’m seen.”
“I’ll be safe when I control this.”
“I’ll be worthy when I prove myself.”

And the grip gets tighter.

In the Gospel of Mary, Mary says that the Savior taught her, “Do not lay down rules beyond what I have given you, and do not make law like the lawgiver, lest you be confined by it.” (paraphrasing Gospel of Mary 4:7–9 in King’s translation).

That is stunning. She is saying: don’t build another cage. Don’t turn the living path into a new prison.

For us, that sounds like:
Stop making more ways to feel unworthy.
Stop inventing new conditions for being loved.

The healing here is not punishment.
The healing is release.

Psyche begins to loosen.
The white-knuckled grasp begins to soften.

This is repentance in the truest sense — not shame, but turning.

3. Inner Integrity — Aligning Heart and Life (Psyche + Nous)

Step three is where transformation becomes visible.

Jesus says, “The Kingdom of God is within you.” (Luke 17:21). Notice: within you. Not out there, not later, not “if you measure up.” Within.

When Psyche — the emotional self — begins to unclench, and Nous — the inner sight — begins to clear, something beautiful happens: the inside and the outside begin to match.

Integrity is not “I never mess up.”
Integrity is “I am no longer living split.”

In the Gospel of Mary, Mary describes the journey of the soul encountering Desire, Ignorance, and Wrath.

Each of these tries to claim the soul, to define it.

Each of these says, “You belong to me.”

And the soul answers back, “No. You did not see me, nor did you know me. I belonged to the Holy One.” (Gospel of Mary 8:10–22, summarized from Leloup).

That is integrity. That is identity reclaimed.

This is where we stop living a double life:
the public self and the private ache,
the Sunday self and the Tuesday collapse.

Wholeness is holiness.

4. Presence — Living Awake (Pneuma)

Now we move into Pneuma — Spirit, breath.

In John 20, after the resurrection, Jesus appears to the disciples and does something so intimate it almost makes you hold your own breath. “He breathed on them and said to them, ‘Receive the Holy Spirit.’” (John 20:22).

He doesn’t hand them doctrine. He doesn’t give them a book of policy. He breathes.

Pneuma means wind, breath, Spirit. In other words: the very life of God moving in you, moment by moment.

Presence is not vague spirituality. Presence is letting yourself actually be here. Letting yourself actually feel your own life, rather than running from it.

Jesus says in John 14, “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world gives.” (John 14:27).

The peace he gives is not the peace of “everything’s fine.” It is the peace of “I am with you right now.”

To live in Pneuma is to say:
I will stop abandoning myself.
I will breathe.
I will let God meet me in this exact moment.

Cynthia Bourgeault describes this as the path of “embodied presence” — faith not as an idea we agree with, but as a way of being rooted in God in real time.

She argues that Mary Magdalene models this grounded, embodied, present-tense Christianity. This is not escape. This is incarnation.

5. Abiding — Resting in the Divine (Pneuma + Nous)

Jesus says, “Abide in me as I abide in you.” (John 15:4).

Abide.
Rest.
Remain.

This is not a command to perform.
It’s an invitation to dwell.

When Pneuma — the Spirit-breath — and Nous — the inner sight — begin to move together, something deep settles.

You stop chasing God like God is always leaving you. You stop bargaining for closeness.

You live inside it.

In the Gospel of Mary, Mary shares a vision in which the soul rises through the powers that grasp at it, and in the end, the soul comes to what Leloup calls “the place of rest” — a state beyond fear, beyond division, in communion with the Holy.

This is not superiority. This is union.

And here’s the tender part: this rest, this abiding, is offered to people who are not finished yet. To people who are still wounded, still in process.

Abiding is not graduation.
Abiding is surrender.

“Stay with me,” Jesus says.
“Let me stay with you.”

6. Resilience — The Strength to Continue (Pneuma)

Here is where faith becomes costly and real.

In John’s Gospel, faith is not pretending you’re not hurting. Faith is staying in relationship in the middle of hurt.

Think of Jesus in Gethsemane in the other Gospels — “Not my will, but yours.”

Think of Peter falling apart and still being called back.

Think of Mary Magdalene at the tomb in John 20: she does not run away from death.

She stands there weeping, and it is in her weeping that the risen Christ calls her by name. (John 20:11–16).

Resilience in the Christian mystical path is not hardness.
It’s not “tough it out.”

Resilience is: I will not abandon love.

Pneuma — the Spirit-breath — is what carries us here.

Not our own perfection.

The Spirit. The breath of Christ in us when we don’t have breath left in ourselves.

Cynthia Bourgeault says that Mary’s witness at the tomb is the clearest picture we have of “fierce fidelity”: staying present even when the world says it’s over.

That is resilience.

7. Deep Awareness — Prayerful Stillness (Nous)

Jesus often withdraws to pray.

We hear this again and again in the Gospels: he goes to the quiet places, early in the morning, up the mountain, away from the crowds.

Silence is not absence. Silence is attendance.

“Be still, and know that I am God” is a line from the Psalms, but Jesus lives it. He embodies it. He teaches it.

In this stage of the Inner Path, Nous becomes not only clear, but spacious. Attentive. Awake.

The eye of the heart is open. You begin to notice God not as an interruption to your life, but as the substance of your life.

Mary describes, in the Gospel that bears her name, though we are not certain of it’s writer – it describes how the soul moves past Wrath, past Desire, past Ignorance — all the noisy, reactive voices — and into a place of deep knowing.

Karen King notes that in this text, salvation is described not as being rescued from the body, but as awakening to the truth of who you already are in God.

This is important: Mary’s teaching is not self-hatred. It is self-revelation in God.

Stillness is not passive. Stillness is the gaze of love.

8. Union — Oneness with the Source (Nous fulfilled)

At the end of John’s Gospel, Jesus prays something outrageous.

He prays that we “may all be one,” and not just politely united, but one “as you, Mother-Father, are in me, and I am in you.” (John 17:21, inclusive rendering).

This is mystical language. This is experiential union.

Union is not becoming God.
Union is resting so deeply in God that fear loosens its final hold.

In the Gospel of Mary, the final movement is the soul’s return to rest in the Holy — what Leloup describes as reunion with the Source.

The Psyche — the place of fear and grasping — has been set free.

The Pneuma — the breath of Spirit — is flowing.

The Nous — the inner sight — is radiant and clear.

Here is the fullness:

• Psyche is no longer ruled by fear.
• Pneuma is breathing through you.
• Nous is seeing truly — seeing God, seeing yourself in God, seeing all things held in love.

This is what union means.
Not escape from this life.
Union within this life.

This is the Inner Path.

A Still Point Practice of Breath (for Pneuma)

If you are comfortable, you can even do this with me now.

Let your shoulders drop.
Let your jaw unclench.
Let your hands rest, open.

Breathe in gently, as if you are receiving a gift.
Breathe out gently, as if you are laying something down.

Again: receive… release.

As you breathe in, you may say quietly in your heart: “You are here.”
As you breathe out: “I rest in you.”

In… “You are here.”
Out… “I rest in you.”

This is not performance. This is abiding.
This is Pneuma — letting the breath of Christ steady you, hold you, speak peace to the nervous system of your life.

This is prayer.
Your body can pray.

So here is what Mary Magdalene is offering us — and I say “offering” with purpose, because the early church knew her as a teacher.

Karen King reminds us that Mary is portrayed not as a problem to be managed, but as an apostle who strengthens the others when they’re afraid.

Elizabeth Schrader Polczer’s work on John shows us that Mary’s authority is not sentimental. It is textual. It is embedded in the witness of the Gospel itself.

Mary’s path is not about earning worthiness.
It is about awakening to the worthiness that was already breathed into you.

Here is the pattern of the Inner Path, the path of Mary:

1. We learn to see clearly.
2. We loosen our grip.
3. We become whole.
4. We become present.
5. We rest in God.
6. We are sustained.
7. We become still.
8. We live in union.

Or in her language:

• Psyche wrestles.
• Pneuma carries.
• Nous sees.

And I want you to hear this, because I believe it’s what Jesus said to her, and what she passed on to all of us:

You are already held.
You are already loved.
You are already spoken for.

The Kingdom is not somewhere else.
The Kingdom is within you.
It is closer than your own breath.
And it is calling you home.

Closing Words: “As you leave today, may you: Think with intention, Feel with hope, And speak words that shape a joyful, grateful reality.

Your subconscious is listening – the Nous connection as Mary Magdalene revealed within us. Give it something beautiful to believe in.”

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🌙 Closing Blessing 

As we leave this sacred pause, may you carry this calm into whatever waits for you today.
Not by effort… but by remembering.
The peace is already within you.
The light is already lit.

And if this moment blessed you —
If it touched your soul or brought you back to centre —
consider sharing it with someone else.

A friend walking through a heavy week.
A soul looking for hope.
A heart that just needs a reminder to breathe.

Until we meet again…May you walk slowly, listen deeply, speak gently and receive the world with a smile! And remember to ….
Breathe.
Reset.
Rise.
And return, again and again, to your Still Point.