Author Archives: Esther Hizsa

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About Esther Hizsa

Esther is a writer, spiritual director, and cofacilitates contemplative retreats and courses. She lives in Vernon, B.C. with her husband, Fred.

Horizons

What happened was so subtle I almost missed it. Every once in a while, I’m asked to preach at my church. After I finished writing my homily for Sunday, I joined Fred for a walk. I shared with him what … Continue reading →

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You Are Worthy to Leave This Sadness

He Desired Me So I Came Close No one can near God unless He has prepared a bed for you. A thousand souls hear His call every second, but most every one then looks into their life’s mirror and says, … Continue reading →

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I Want to See

“If a man [or woman] born blind were told about the nature of the colour yellow, he would understand absolutely nothing, no matter how much instruction he received. Since he never saw these colours, nor their like, he would not … Continue reading →

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Doing Things that Don’t Spark Joy

I tend to avoid doing things that don’t spark joy. These jobs end up at the bottom of my To Do list and don’t make a fuss until a deadline pinches them and they squeal. I groan. Oh bother. Do … Continue reading →

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Astonishing Things Can Happen

How might this moment be a gift to me, just as it is? I asked in last week’s post. I fingered that question like a smooth stone in my pocket while I put on my jacket and shoes.  “Okay then,” … Continue reading →

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Listening to My Fear

“I got out my old calendars and checked. We used that Groupon. I didn’t lose three hundred dollars, afterall,” I told Fred, and he gave me a hug and a kiss. It was a sunny Friday, and we’d just gotten … Continue reading →

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The Sannyasi’s Gift

After my playful summer, I had literally hundreds of unread emails to clear. One thing led to another, and I ended up on Groupon. In my history, I found an expired coupon a couple of years old worth three hundred … Continue reading →

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Begin Here

Begin here, the mystics say.Humbly and honestly,name where you are,what you love,what you feel,and wait thereuntil the eyes of your heartadjustto the dark. God is right beside you,in and around,above and below.You don’t need to go anywhere elseto find God,to … Continue reading →

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Come Back

As autumn arrives, I find myself with little energy or enthusiasm. I have responsibilities, work to do, and practices to return to but lack the desire to do any of it. I don’t see a clear path forward as Covid … Continue reading →

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Sages

Fred and I spent a week camping on the southwest coast of Vancouver Island and met many trees there. Sages, you are.You welcome each moment as it is for hundreds of years alive in death content where you are contentin … Continue reading →

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