The Force Awakens: Or Why I Wake Early

Blog by Sr. Anne Lythgoe, OP
Blog by Sr. Anne Lythgoe, OP

I saw the latest Star Wars film over the Christmas holiday and loved it. It was entertaining, funny, and exciting and I left the theater feeling really good. This new episode is about the Force coming back to the collective consciousness. The Force awakens in Rey, the new generation heroine, a lonely abandoned orphan girl with special powers, who becomes more awake to the Force within her as the film progresses. She promises to be a continuing presence in this saga.

The Force Awakens. Awakens…this word has stuck with me for a while and I am wondering why I am holding it inside me. Being awake, both in the physical sense, and of coming back from spiritual sleep.

The film reached into a hidden place inside me where I think I have been asleep. Dosing off, spiritually, diving down into a deeper layer of quiet.

I might be holding on to this word “awakens” because the Christmas Season is over and we are now in what the Church calls Ordinary Time. It feels like my spirit has been taking a nap and a rest from all the Christmas activity. All the decorations are put away, the mall music is back to nww12016_1ormal, the rush is now the “usual” rush. We are due for some ordinary time, some regular life. I think the last of the Christmas cookies are gone. Darn it.

I sense a call to awaken from my Christmas sleep and early in the morning, I am reminded of a Mary Oliver poem: Why I Wake Early. Waking early, when the world has not yet invaded my list of concerns, when my feet are still warm, the pillow is urging me to stay still and dream some more, and the rest of the day has not yet drifted into the room. Early morning, when I am alone with God is a special time, a private time of day when I can prepare for how I might enter the day. Here is the Mary Oliver poem:

Why I Wake Early

Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety-

best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us the warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light-
good morning, good morning, good morning.

Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.

I pray, Dear Lord, awaken in me happiness and kindness. Bring me out of my sleep to greet your sun, your great hands of light, so that my path may be illuminated and I may be a good morning to everyone I meet today. Amen

May the Force be with you.

Posted in Weekly Word

6 responses to “The Force Awakens: Or Why I Wake Early

  1. Thank you again Anne reminding me to be like the wise virgin awake and ready to meet the Bridegroom at anytime, any place and with anyone.

  2. Thanks for your article, Sister Anne, on “Why I Wake Early” and also for sharing the Mary Oliver poem. They were both very heartwarming and inspiring!

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