The Waiting: A Poem of Advent

Advent Day 2: December 2, 2024 The Waiting ~ A Poem of Advent “For I, the Lord your God, hold your right hand; it is I who say to you, ‘Do not fear.  I will help you.'”  (Isaiah 41:13) O, Isaiah, ancient prophet of doom, prophet of ancient hope,your proclamations resound like cymbalsjarring this stillContinueContinue reading “The Waiting: A Poem of Advent”

Advent 2024: Waiting as One

December 1, 2024 Welcome, any and all, to this season of Advent, the four-week period of waiting for the Light to be born. Whether you’re Christian, Jewish, Muslim, a believer of anything or of nothing, you are welcome here. We’re all alive, breathing as one, at this same moment, on this same planet, our common aches,ContinueContinue reading “Advent 2024: Waiting as One”

Lenten Day Twenty-nine:  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

March 18, 2024 “There may be worship without words.”  Longfellow This blog is a companion piece to Saturday’s, https://spirit-reflections.org/2024/03/16/lenten-day-twenty-eight-thomas-merton/, about the spiritual practice of being silent, of resting in the company of God/Universe/the Divine.  This time, though, I’m reflecting on Sunday worship services, for those of us who attend any kind of religious service.  HaveContinueContinue reading “Lenten Day Twenty-nine:  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow”

Lenten Sabbath Five: George MacDonald

March 17, 2024 Happy Saint Patrick’s Day! On this Sabbath day, here is a poem by George MacDonald (1824-1905), not an Irishman but a Scottish author, poet and Christian Congregational minister.  Interestingly, he was also an influential mentor of C. S. Lewis and is a figure in Lewis’ novel The Great Divorce. May your dayContinueContinue reading “Lenten Sabbath Five: George MacDonald”

Lenten Sabbath Four

March 10, 2024 Taking a break from Lenten meditations on this “mini-Resurrection” day as we await Easter Sunday, let’s breathe in Sabbath together. Blessings ~ Rosemary Wood Walking The end of January, the weight of pandemic and politics as heavyas blizzard snow, I take to the woods,down an empty pathmade by sojourners before me.The sky,ContinueContinue reading “Lenten Sabbath Four”