Surely the Lord is in this place, and I did not know it. Genesis 28:16 Interruptions can be the bane of life. How many times have you been engrossed in a task or been working against the clock only to have someone call, text, or show up, needing your attention now? How did you respond?ContinueContinue reading “Interrupted by the Cat”
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And it is good . . .
Awaken to the mystery of being hereand enter the immensity of your own presence.Have joy and peace in the temple of your senses. . . .Be consoled in the secret symmetry of your soul.May you experience each day as a sacred gift wovenaround a heart of wonder. For Presence, John O’Donohue I take part inContinueContinue reading “And it is good . . .”
How Shall We Rise?
This month marks the one-year anniversary of Covid-19 being declared a worldwide pandemic. I don’t believe this is the type of anniversary where we will fetch balloons and champagne, but anniversaries, like birthdays, invite us to reflect on where we were a year ago and where we are now, along with who we were aContinueContinue reading “How Shall We Rise?”
Spring Cleaning 2021
During this past year of pandemic and politics, I admit that I have not accomplished the numerous projects I’ve heard other people claim during this “stay at home” time. I have not repainted a single room. I have not learned a new language. I have not come to love cooking, especially after doing it threeContinueContinue reading “Spring Cleaning 2021”
Each New Day
At the beginning of each day,after we open our eyesto receive the lightof that day, As we listen to the voicesand the soundsthat surround us, We must resolve to treat each houras the rarest of gifts,and be gratefulfor the consciousnessthat allows us to experience it,recalling in thanksthat our awareness is a presentfrom we know notContinueContinue reading “Each New Day”
A Poem About Lent
This blog, offered in the transitional time between winter and spring, as the earth reawakens, as we continue rising from ashes to hope (an ongoing journey), as many religious traditions invite us to a time of introspection, honesty, and repentance, is, I pray each time I post, a place of respite where words of gentlenessContinueContinue reading “A Poem About Lent”
Fissures and Light
I belong to a group called “The Holy Disorder of Dancing Monks,” a title that resonates with me because it breaks the mold of how the world sees “religion.” The people in this group are artists: writers, poets, painters, dancers, sculptors, songwriters, and more—anyone willing to embrace creativity–and we delight in letting THE Creator outContinueContinue reading “Fissures and Light”
Turning toward Love
For it was you who formed my inward parts; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works. Psalm 139: 13-14 “If you never make a mistake, you’re probably not a very good engineer.” That quotation is attributed to my husband’s formerContinueContinue reading “Turning toward Love”
Reflection
“The power of God is present at all places, even in the tiniest tree leaf. Do you think God is sleeping on a pillow in heaven? . . . God is wholly present in all creation, in every corner, behind you and before you. God’s entire divine nature is wholly and entirely in all creatures,ContinueContinue reading “Reflection”
Returning
Metanoia is a Greek word we Christians hear much about, especially during the Lenten Season when our focus is intentionally on the journey which Christ took and on how faithfully we are following. The word itself basically means a change of direction, turning around, or turning back towards, and so we look for places inContinueContinue reading “Returning”
Spirit Reflections 