Perhaps it’s the news of late…perhaps it is the proximity of Canada Day to Independence Day…perhaps it is summertime or the fact that I am about to return to the United States for the first time in a while. Whatever the motivation, the other day I made a list of things I remembered about my…
A Moment recorded in Italics
24th June, 2017 7:25 AM Among many other things, I am thinking about the other day in the Gardens, with the rain and the evening tones and how exquisite everything looked…the deep greens, the flower colors, the way the rain was shot through with light…Part of what I was aware of was how that whole,…
Feast of the Sacred Heart, 2017
“Cosmic Christ” by Annett Hanrahan, RSCJ Around the world today, wherever RSCJ are, we will renew our vows. Around the world… in whatever circumstance…be it precarious, flourishing, just coming to be, closing, changing, unsure…we will renew our vows. Some years, this act might offer hope,.. in other moments, perhaps it inspires the daring needed to…
In Exchange
The other day, I read an opinion piece in The Chronicle Herald, Halifax’s local paper. It was at once brash, harsh, and held elements of truth taken to an extreme. (Click here to read) Elements of truth or at least shards of a mirror. On that same day between the front section of the local…
In your Sanctuaries
O God, you are my God, I seek you, my soul thirsts for you;my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary, beholding your power and glory.Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you.So I will bless you…
Stardust and Song
I went to hear the University of King’s College Chapel Choir late this afternoon in the Anglican cathedral down the street and over a half block. I have been to several of their concerts this season—each one absolutely exquisite. Listening to them sing stirs me…draws me down and sets me loose at the same time……
Eggsestential Poetry
A Course in Omelettics With a sliced chord of onion, purple and white, removed in one movement from an uprooted underground well layered minaret; With translucent pages knifed cleanly away from the contoured spine of red-pepper quires that meet in bright binding; With albumen and yoke binding all to all in simple, in graceful, communion,…
Grace and a thought for Saint Madeleine Sophie
I went to a funeral this year on the feast of Saint Madeleine Sophie Barat. It was a funeral that was important to have someone from the community attend…two others were away and the third was occupied at the school next door. We had decided to celebrate the Feast tonight instead. There was dinner with…
Your Voice
This brings me back to thoughts of the voice of God…remembrance of when the choir director told me that notes are made up of harmonic waves. What if the note of the voice of God is also made up of these waves? Those waves being bits of the wind, bits of laughter, wailing, loving, soothing,…
Simply A Good Weekend
In my imagination, I could see myself picking up words, looking through them at what lay beyond; draping them like shawls; offering them on raised hands—lifting them up; scooping them from puddles and pools, allowing them to wash over me and make me laugh and smile; drinking them from waterfalls, filling up with the life…
Consider the Lilies 