A Bowl of Incense and a Spoon With the good knife rescuedfrom a thrift store pegboard,The soup pot thurible is readyto incense the kitchen chapel.halve the onion, slice from the root,cross cut into a small dice.I settle my senses into thiswelcome ritual of prayer and blessing.Garlic: three cloves or four, depending,mashed into a paste with…
Tag: prayer
Christmas, 2023
At first I was imagining something new for this year…but then I thought about the liturgy and how we hear the stories of our faith told in cycles and spirals, circles and ever expanding circles. I keep returning to this poem on Christmas Day because it’s a message that isn’t getting old. It’s a message that moves…
Advent IV/ Christmas 2023
Merry Christmas, all…
The Comfort of Two Readings
Comfort, give comfort to my people, says your God… So begins the first reading of today’s liturgy and my first reading of the day… when I first read it, many different images all came to mind and heart. Some of them were from the news…the tents down the street, soldiers walking the streets in different…
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…
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…
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…
Red-Winged Psalm
I had a beautiful drive this morning…open road, blue skies, full heart. I was going to visit a friend… I spent a couple of moments alone after arriving…standing still outside and listening to the wind and the green. I was also watching a chickadee duck in and out behind the leaves of an especially lush…
Classic and Rock And Love
While it’s not a revelation to say it, the acknowledgement seems practically unavoidable…There is much suffering in this world, at this moment. On the one hand, ’twas ever thus; and yet, and still…somehow it seems that I have a greater awareness of it right now–as though this truth is riding the hands of time rather…
Consider the Lilies 