Psalms and Songs

Worry: A Sermon for the First Sunday of Lent

This sermon was offered at St. Lydia's in Brooklyn, New York on the first Sunday of Lent, February 17, 2013. Worry. Luke 12.13-34 I was an anxious child. I worried about being left alone. I worried about doing the right thing, whatever that was. I worried that other kids would pick on me. I worried. And as I

Black Ashes and Red Roses in a Brooklyn Subway Station

Last night, our small band of Lydians gathered in Brooklyn's Atlantic-Barclay's subway terminal, same busy corridor as last year, with a fiddle, shruti, and drum, we offered ashes to all who want them. Again, strangers came out of the river of traveling people to ask for ashes. And they thanked us for offering a simple ritual

Come, Armageddon. Come.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OmPKVvxFb1c "Everyday is like Sunday" Viva Hate Morrissey

We played a flute for you, you did not dance. We sang a dirge, you did not mourn.

It can be easier to learn, to retain information in cadence. Rhythms offer repetition. A kind of re-membering, reattaching significance to each other and to ourselves. Gilgamesh, Iliad, Odyssey, Job, Aeneid, Metamorphoses. These are all poems, all ancient stories. These are also all religious poems. Gods are everywhere. And they interact with humans. There is

Don’t Let Yourself Be Lost

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BUTyT8SGayQ Laura Veirs "Don't Lose Yourself" Saltbreakers