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Wounded Goodness
Ignatius asks us to see how Jesus on the cross identifies with wounded creation and accepts the task of reparation, healing and transforming the damage we have been doing to ourselves and our planet. Ignatius would say Jesus loves us … Continue reading
Posted in Holy Week, Lent, Poetry, Poverty of Spirit, Reflections
Tagged Esther Hizsa, faux_digit, Ignatius of Loyola, Julian of Norwich, Louis Savary, Mirabai Starr, Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, Rene, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, The New Spiritual Excercises, The Showings of Julian of Norwich, Wounded Goodness
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This Road
I can tell youthat you will knowthe strange gracesthat come to our aidonly on a roadsuch as this–Jan Richardson, Beloved Is Where We Begin If You are telling me one thingas I begin my Lenten journey,it is that I am … Continue reading
There It Is Again
It’s therewhen you spill your teajust when you thoughtThis time, I’ll be on time for my meeting,there again,when judgment announces your mistakeafter the fact,and there toowhen you lie awake at nighttrying and failingto find a wayto make things work. It’s … Continue reading
Naked Among the Tombs
Believing you’re lovedis easy if you’re the demoniac in the story.Jesus meets you living naked among the tombs,a danger to yourself and others,and then restores you in mind, body and spirit,clothes you,and returns you to your loved ones.A story book … Continue reading
A World Filled with Love
He showed me a little thing, the size of a hazelnut, in the palm of my hand, and it was as round as a ball. I looked at it with my mind’s eye and I thought, “What can this be?” … Continue reading
Always
Before He said the words,before I was lowered through the roof,before I became sick and paralyzed,before my first transgression,before I was even born,I was loved.I was forgiven. Before I picked up my matand walked,I was whole.I was enough.I didn’t need … Continue reading
Mistake
And now we welcome the new year. Full of things that have never been.–Rainer Maria Rilke It seemed like a good idea at the time.Even afterwardsI could see the gift in it until I saw it through another person’s eyes. … Continue reading
The Light Has Come
When this year began,we livedin dappled lightand shadows. Then life thrust usinto a darkness so brightwe saw each other,we liked what we sawand loved each other. Once that love was born,it became so precious to usthat nowthe momentswhen we may … Continue reading
Uncontainable Love
Love cannot be contained. It comes as a fireball of gloryand, when it meets resistance,is not stoppedbut spills –yellow, orange, and purple–all over the sky, land, and sea. Christmas may not come as expected.Dare I say, it likely won’t.You may have … Continue reading
Posted in Advent, Christmas, Creation, Mystical, Poetry, Reflections
Tagged Advent, As Kingfishers Catch Fire, Christ plays in ten thousand places, Esther Hizsa, Gerard Manley Hopkins, Gerard van Honthorst, Gerry Brague, MIke Lathrop, Shifting Skies over the Salish Sea, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, The Adoration of the Shepherds
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An Everyday Pilgrim 