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.

Encountering God in Our Emotions

The Christmas season tends to evoke a range of emotions in us. While we express tidings of comfort and joy, we may feel anything but comforted or joyful. It’s good to pay attention to those unsettling feelings and listen to … Continue reading →

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Christ In Me, With Me, For Me

This Advent, God’s been inviting me to live in the reality that Christ is in me, with me, and for me. I noticed, when I undertook a task or wrote a post, that I was not alone. I felt accompanied … Continue reading →

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A Wondrous Thought

After the angel Gabriel’s visit, Mary woke to a new reality. The pondering of her heart emerged on her lips as she washed the dishes and passed by the beggars on her way to fetch water. “My soul glorifies the … Continue reading →

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Waiting

What if the one you are waiting for never comes? It was only choir practice at the little United Church a mile away. My friend Edith and I were thirteen years old and proud to be the youngest members. Every … Continue reading →

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When Love Happens

To loveand be loved.We were made for this.Love created the earth, the stars, the seas.Everything and everyone was made of You,from Loveby Love,for Love. Love is the one thing needed,the command that keeps all others. To see what love does–there … Continue reading →

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A Walk with Rod Part 2

Hey friends, Remember when I wrote about my mom loving me the way I wanted to be loved the day after I went for a walk with a friend and talked about accepting that she loves me the way she … Continue reading →

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Colloquy 2*

I awoke to find a blanket of yellow covering the lawn. Other fading leaves still clung to the tree. Eventually, they would tire, loosen their grip and be vulnerable to the next brisk breeze.  Then, my dear tree will stand naked while rain pelts, winds push and pull and snow … Continue reading →

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Our Stories

The very thing I think I can’t tell you is what I need to. The very thing I fear will bring judgment and rejection, brings compassion and connection instead.  Sharing our stories, being vulnerable, being needy, afraid, hurt and discombobulated and not having to hide it, not having … Continue reading →

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A Walk with Rod

My friend Rod Janz and I went for a walk on the Okanagan Rail Trail in Vernon. Here is some of our conversation. (The title photo is of Fred and me in Banff National Park.) By the way, you can … Continue reading →

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The Story Isn’t Over

The day after I walked with a friend and lamented about my journey of letting go ofhow I wish my mother would love me and accepting how she does, she had an up day.  Her brain was back. She was full of vitality and … Continue reading →

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