Good Stories…from the Market and the Journal

8:13 AM…At the Market. What a fabulous first several minutes here this morning! Ran into B while getting a Saturday Flat White and after months of greeting one another every Saturday, today she mentioned her partner of many, many years who sends B to the market with a list because she, the partner, does the…

For such a saving Love…(from the Journal)

From the journal… Had a conversation this morning about the need for places of ‘being’ these days…Places of hope, where that can be found or expressed for the good of a larger whole. Otherwise, places to simply lay down the burden carried, the concerns, the anger…And what to offer so that the Centre might be…

All Saints and All Souls, 2024

Coming up at the end of this week are two of my favourite liturgical feasts—those of All Saints and All Souls. I simply love how they afford a particular opportunity to collectively call to mind loved ones that have gone before and also to envision the communion of saints who accompany us. All Saints-All Souls…

Both Subtle and Flamboyant

Someone asked me once whether I searched for concrete knowledge of God. My response was that I preferred the experience of Mystery. Enticing, both subtle and flamboyant—in tolerable proportion, and always just that far away…until becoming part of its fullness. And, somehow, I don’t think we need to die to become enfolded in its expanse—we…

A.I ; B.Don’t know for sure

This past Saturday, I was at a talk by scientist, theologian, and Franciscan sister, Dr. Ilia Delio. She writes, speaks, and studies at the beautifully, mysteriously, adorned intersection of science and religion. Evolution, Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, SJ, and the new Cosmology all factored into the presentation she offered. Entanglement was touched on; so too…

Mirror

I can’t say that I feel it all all of the time, for sure… but at my core, this is pretty much it. Wrote it to remind myself. Mirror Without my glasses onthe world’s a bit Monetyet I know what I seewhen I’m looking at me:the grace and challenge that is humanity.I see gift and…

Gravitas and Hope

Gravitas and Hope It is a weighty thing,humanity.And yet and still,we are light enough,we are enough light,to see the branch of another pathwayand tell the storyof also knowing how to fly.

Few Words, Much Communication

I went over to the Public Gardens this morning for the specific experience of letting its peace hold me… It was the first time this summer season and it was like walking into the arms of a grounded and welcoming friend. There was bird-song and bird chittering in conversation with the low hum of humanity;…

To be Around when Peace Blooms

To be Around when Peace Blooms I am finding it hard to sit still within,to settle into praying for peace;of course I want it for us all,but honestly, I have more to say…There areso many other wordswithin me.So I hope you don’t mindif I just talk for a while.Thank you—I do love you.Here’s the thing:…