In the egg of light vision to infinity brilliant white enveloping my entity. In the womb undefiled in the festival of light dances the ecstatic child the dance of the day lit night. Dance of the universe in eternity in its richness of creation multiplicity in unity, enraptured variation embracing invariability, in the crystal instant […]
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The Man in the Noon
I rode Pegasus all morn, Could have ridden all day, Instead at noon We gently come in to graze. Emma said the Lord of the Manor Will say unto you, “Work for me You’ll be fed from my dovecote Eggs and young fledglings that coo.” Emma taught me to reply, “You’ll not want me to […]
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KickHumpty
Speech given at Christ Church Cathedral on Thursday 29th January 2015 at the FORMA Conference http://episcoforma.org/forma-annual-conference The Evensong of Humpty Dumpty By Jamie Coats Humpty Dumpty sat on the harbor wall. In Pigeon Cove Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king’s horses and all the king’s men Couldn’t put Humpty back together again! […]
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How to explain to my daughter what it is like being hit by a bus while bike riding
The Jackal-Headed God Anubis Speaks to Alexandra “Dear Alexandra, how old are you?” “Nine.” “You want to train dogs?” “Yes” “That is good because humans don’t understand their dogs, wolves they have made their own,” said Anubis, the jackal-headed god of the Dead. “It is strange that humans are so blind to the responsibility they […]
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God’s Economy – a view on Stewardship
By Jamie Coats Published as part of the Vestry Papers issue on Sharing Our Gifts (September 2014). This article is also available in Spanish. For 85 years the Brothers of the Society of Saint John the Evangelist lived in their monastery on the Charles River in Cambridge, Massachusetts. The monastery is so beautiful that it […]
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A DAILY WORD — Using the Internet to Help People Pray Everyday
Written for Trinity News, The Magazine of Trinity Wall Street, Summer 2014 Vol. 61 No.2 BY JAMIE COATS Richard Meux Benson, the founder of the Society of Saint John the Evangelist (SSJE), was concerned about the pace of the Industrial Revolution and its effect on our humanity. He wrote that he was worried about what […]
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The Evensong of Humpty Dumpty
Humpty Dumpty sat on the harbor wall. In Pigeon Cove Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king’s horses and all the king’s men Couldn’t put Humpty back together again! The one called Emma, the love within said: It is time for peace on the earth From heaven’s all gracious King Goodwill to all […]
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Sermon on The Transfiguration of Jesus
SERMON For Saint John’s Episcopal Church Beverly Farms, Massachusetts The Transfiguration of Jesus By Jamie Coats March 2nd, 2014 Last Sunday after Epiphany Readings: Exodus 24:12-18, 2 Peter 1:16-21, Matthew 17:1-9, Psalm 99 Reference: Luke 9:37-43 Thank you for inviting me to your beautiful church to reflect on the Transfiguration. I bring you greetings from […]
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No Nothin’! GOD!
You’re a No Nothin’! baptize with fire water blood You’re a No Nothin’! brand you drown you rape you stab you You’re a No Nothin’! drag you out dress you up white sheet robed walk up, spit You’re a No Nothin’! plunge a knife into your chest blood ooze out now squirting red You’re a […]
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No Word of God
“I am so happy,” said the Devil. “People rarely use the word “Evil.” Or words of God so beautiful, Crafted to be so prayerful.” “That hateful wonder, the holy Liturgy, Vanishes as people talk on their own authority. Linguistic worship reduced to Sunday, They chuck it out every weekday.” “Who’s left […]