“Heart expansion” names so much of my lived experience since Easter Sunday, 2023. Liminal experience is like that; few words, more often a felt sense of a reality so deep, may give simple expression to my experience. I look up and see a watercolor I did some thirty years: mature tree trunks extending down into their roots. Today it honors my participating into Jesus’ ascent by going down, down where truth lives, from my center of humility. Dreams are also a source of liminality; (a practice of some 30 years). These past weeks coming out dreaming I find myself praying the Welcome Prayer, a recognition of the Spirit at work, burning off ruminants of my ego happiness programing buried ever so deep. Words for the work of the Spirit: excavation and evacuation. My awareness “heart expansion”.
