“So??? What do you think??” With heads tilted nearly perpendicular, arms spread, and palms shrugging upward, these were the questions that most frequently followed A. hugs, B. inquiry into my well being, and C. commentary on the length of my hair, when I returned to worship at Xavier this past Sunday after having been gone…
Author: Kimberly M. King
I am a Religious of the Sacred Heart (RSCJ) living in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada. I am the director of Barat Spirituality Centre, www.baratspirituality.org, a writer, a juggler, a quick wit, a walker. I enjoy reading all sorts of fiction and non-fiction and regularly write both essays and poetry. Other interests and abilities include Spanish/English written translation and simultaneous interpretation, cooking, and time spent thinking and observing.
Friday Five
From RevGals… It’s another Friday Five! This one being written once again from NYC…just returned this evening after being away since September. There is a German expression: ich würde die Hand dafür ins Feuer legen, which means: “I would put my hand in the fire for that.” So, what are five things for which would…
Organic Mystery
Today is the feast of Saint Madeleine Sophie Barat, RSCJ. Religious of the Sacred Heart, former RSCJ, students and former students of Sacred Heart, Associates, and colleagues around the world, are celebrating her vision, her gift, her life, in varieties of ways. Sometimes that celebration includes wishes in voice or emails sent to one another…
On Journal Writing
Most of the time when I write in my journal, I simply pick up the pen and begin. There is a modest initial structure in that entries begin with the time of day and a brief account of my surroundings at the moment. Perhaps a theme or thread will emerge according to the flow or…
Stepping Path
Stepping Path When I go home, Lord,I want to walk on song-yes, lay me my stepping pathwith a love that sings. Line my way with orange blossoms, Lord,that hum your honeyed Wordof beauty and praise! Let the rail at my hand, Lord, be the rays of glorythat wake the sleeping choruswith their morning Amen! Oh…
Journal Entry
8:34 p.m Sitting with N. Have been here since 7 p.m., F. coming at 9 p.m. This act of “being with” is amazing to me and I pray I will never grow accustomed to it. Comfortable with is one thing–accustomed to is another. The nurses just came in to rotate the side on which she’s…
How evening it feels
How evening it feels How evening it feels to be thick tired yet drawntoward the secrets of firefly telegramsand how it is that spidersknit star-glow in their webs. Here among the orange blossomsand the moon heavy coolnessI sigh awake the hopethat lullabies in this gloryof presence and of mystery. c.MperiodPress
It began with a Turtle
I am once again able to do the Friday Five! It feels good to be doing it again– and on what better topic than friendship Many of us have friendships – past and present…so today we will celebrate Friday with friendship: 1) Do you remember your first best friend? What did you do together? Are…
Three weeks and a Day
It has been three weeks and a day since my last posting. In those three weeks and a day, I have been witness to illness, death, and the feeling of someone’s sure and certain resurrection into the glory of God. I have witnessed other illnesses as well and the debilitating effects they can have on…
Friends of God and Prophets
Friends of God and Prophets The morning sun,out beyond the irises,is writing the icon of her praiseon the wall beside my chair.This, after passing through me,borrowing contours of breath and being. Wisdom’s startling portrait,coffee included. c.MperiodPress
Consider the Lilies 