St. Catherine of Sienna: Becoming Whole

Baldassare Franceschini, Saint Catherine of Siena,

17th century, Dulwich Picture Gallery, South London

Ann: Hi Cathy.

St. Catherine: Hello Ann. I am indebted to Anita* for the referral, I don’t seem to have mastered the trick of bringing myself to your notice.

Ann: Well, yes, you have and you do and I am always happy to see you, but would suggest that you have a session with John McCain who knows how to make himself heard no matter what. Taking a back seat doesn’t seem to be in his vocabulary. I wonder if he was ever incarnated as a woman.

Catherine: What an interesting question, Ann. If I can locate him, I will ask, and may I suggest that you do the same? I do fear that I suffered from the imposition of the feminine stereotype with which my nature was not compatible. I fell in love with God at an early age and saw my purpose and my power through that connection not through the customary feminine roles.

Ann: Yeah, but you were a political force as I understand it.

Catherine: No doubt about it, I relished that role. I kept telling myself that any nourishment of the body beyond the holy sacraments was an affront to God, and yet I was happy to run interference for the political forces of the day as they intersected with the Pope.

Ann: Gregory?

Catherine: Yes, that was the name they gave him, and, though powerful because of his position, I did not really see him as a spiritual force. But then in my day the Church was as much political as spiritual, more so, truth be told.

And I was complicit. I felt I could be a force for good, for the alleviation of suffering for those who had run afoul of one faction of the Church or another. I tried to bring reconciliation, but I would be lying if I didn’t admit that I too reveled in the power. So I would go back to my cell and do penance for sliding into worldly temptations, and get up the next morning and do it again. I was really not so different from anyone else though I did not see it at the time.

And now from this vantage point, it seems to me such a waste, a waste of my God given power which should have been employed on behalf of the downtrodden, a waste of my bodily gifts which were declined in their totality until such forbearance killed the goose that laid the golden egg.

For that goose, my friends, is the body, and the eggs are all of its component parts. The body houses the spirit, the mind, the emotions and the phsyciality that can bring comfort and joy through all of these into this world. When I interfered with my bodily trajectory, I denied myself the challenge of living and learning through the different stages of human life.

I have come back to the planet on several occasions to try to rectify my misconceptions and have been successful to some extent, but always I ran back to the supposed shelter of spiritual life which, I am here to tell you, is not meant to shelter us from the joy and sorrows of human life.

We are meant to be complete beings, reaching up to heaven and out to our fellows at the same time that we acknowledge our feet of clay that allow us to make common cause with all those who walk the earth.

I am coming here tonight to ask that each of you live your life to fullest. Try not to retreat. By that I do not meant to eschew contemplation, for that is at the heart of an examined life. Such a life is constantly re-creating itself from whatever experiences are allowed to serve as teachers. As they do so we bring the past into the present and the future as a constantly evolving whole.

I am preparing to try this again. Wish me luck.

January 26, 2021

*Referred by Anita Sacco. See "Recommended Channelers" under "Resources" tab. Anita can be contacted for purchase of obtaining the recipe for her protection spray or for spiritual or past life readings at https://www.etsy.com/shop/FairyTaleEnd.

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