sophia

“She is the mobility of all movement; She is the transparent nothing that pervades all things.  She is the breath of God, a clear emanation of Divine Glory, no impurity can stain Her.”

With these words from the book of Wisdom —

And Cynthia Bourgeault’s beautiful Sophianic word painting in her new book The Holy Trinity and the Law of Three —

I am captivated by Sophia.

She is an energy that paints herself.  Selects the color and moves my brush.

I cooperate by closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.

She is activity within —

And without.

She is contained, veiled.

And yet utterly free.

I read again from Cynthia’s text where she lets Thomas Merton speak —

“Sophia is the mercy of God in us.”

Ahhhh — I muse, another clue in the emerging verse.

I recall the written reminder on the top of my growing paper scrap pile — “I don’t want your sacrifice, I want your mercy.”

Yes, Sophia.  I feel the difference.