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Peace followed me home like a stray pup with soulful eyes accompanying me everywhere, barking at strangers, snapping at flies, resting her head on my lap as if she belonged to me. The little girl in me asks, “Can we … Continue reading
“Amen,” You Said
The good news is that everything is forgiven—everything.—Steve Garnaas-Holmes, “Erased” “Amen,” you said,and you believed it.You taught it,preached it,and blogged about it.“I can love myself just the way I am–warts and all–because that’s the way God loves me,”you said,and you … Continue reading
Keep Watching
I lean my head against Love’s chest,match the rhythm of Her breath,and enter the darkness. The light hurts my eyes. I see what others have done thatI haven’t.I notice habits I have thatthey don’t.I watch myself lose myselfdisappearand want a world with … Continue reading
Dark Thoughts
I know the dark thoughtsthat keep you awake at night It can’t be true.But what if it is? There is no peaceturning one wayor the other. This is too much for you to bear, my love. Come inside.Let me wrap … Continue reading
Love Asks for More
Love always asks more of us.–Wendy J. MacLean Love always asks more of us. Love didn’t ask me to say yes to everything.Love asked me why I wanted to. Love didn’t ask me to shove my fear aside and trust.Love … Continue reading
Posted in compassion, Poetry, Reflections
Tagged Ephesians 5:2, Esther Hizsa, I Corinthians 13, Ivan Rusyn, love, Luke 15:11-31, Mary Hynes, Micah 6:8, Mother Teresa, Oliver Twist, On Small Wings, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, Tapestry, Theophilos Papadopoulos, Ukraine, Wendy J. MacLean
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Home Again
I love our camping adventures–being outsideexploring by bikehiking trails to a viewsipping wine from a jarwatching flames turn to coalsmusing about what we forgotand how we made docozy and warm in our tentgrateful for tarps and when the rain comes … Continue reading
The Gift
“Love you,” one of my beloveds said. I held these two wordsin disbelief and wonder.I wasn’t expecting a hug goodbyeor even a glance back.That didn’t meanI wasn’t hoping for it.Now, I was holding the giftI’d wanted for so long. For … Continue reading
Posted in compassion, Poetry, Reflections
Tagged Burnaby Mountain, Esther Hizsa, Hug the Mountain, Louise Docker, Love Heart, pattern of sunshine on stone wall, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, spodzone, Steve Garnaas-Holmes, Sunlight, Trans Mountain Pipeline, trust
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Resurrection Is Personal
Resurrectionisn’t just about living forever.It’s about living nowand how we pick up our cross,go through deathand becomea new revised version of ourselves.Resurrection is personal. This Easter, I entered the tombafter denying Christ in me three times.Three times I was Judas. … Continue reading

