Advent I, 2023
Since there is no fourth week of Advent this year, the last Sunday of Advent being Christmas Eve, I decided to start the series a little earlier this year. I’ve done this for…? Maybe twenty years? It is a way that I draw down and in for this season…and I’ve come to enjoy sharing them…
Homily for Sunday, 26 November: Feast of Christ the King
Was my turn to preach today… Christ the King. Not an image I turn to often, but nonetheless, the name of the Feast and an opportunity to consider what that might mean in terms of how leadership is viewed. I am a child of the northern half of the northern hemisphere. This time of year…
As I travel in my chair, praying…
An updated entry from years ago, now…and no less true. Happy 223rd Birthday to the Society of the Sacred Heart! Sitting here in my usual morning chair, praying…I close my eyes and cruise around the world…to different political/humanitarian situations… to sisters I know…to provinces I know and provinces I have not yet seen…and I spiral…
These are the Elements: A poem composed after Communion
Composed After Communion at Saint Andrew’s, 14 November, 2023 These are the elementsof earth and all withinand all before and what will be.We too are the elements, we who spark and shine, cleave, combust, create.When these, the bread, the wine,are taken in together as onewe know again the Great Becoming—All elements, one table,one Source, one awakening.We are each…
Shadow, Light, and Hope: Sometimes things Converge
I put a post up this past Saturday that included the well known quotation from Julian of Norwich and an add-on from me: All shall be well, and all shall be well and all manner of things shall be well. For there is a force of love moving through the universe that holds us fast…
These November Things (poem)
I had a beautiful conversation this morning and at one point my friend said, “These November things…” “Such a good title,” I said. These November Things The grey light beckoning,gently murmuring with sunlight,like a well known blanket rising. Walking the astral mosaic,the orange and the yellow, green, redstars, shining on the footpath heading homeward. The…
And Love your Neighbour as Yourself
A homily from this morning… When I work with people on writing…when I listen to people speaking… I am often thinking about coat hangers… the framework for the ideas or the story being presented. Can I tell what it is? Is there a foundation or a discernible structure…or, have the sentences all fallen to a…
Saturday Prayer
I began the morning with a trip to the Farmer’s Market. I go every Saturday I can and most of the time, I come away with veg or bread or fruit building blocks for meals during the coming week. I go for the produce, and I go for the aesthetics. I love the textures, the…
Wind-Watching, Life-Feathering
There are many things I enjoy about flying a kite: the time to think expansive sky thoughts and the time to simply let go of thought entirely; the simplicity of it—time, string, energy, resistance, direction; the fact that it happens most often in wide open places; the independent alive-ness of the kite—I have the string…
Consider the Lilies 