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What Are You Waiting For?
I see in your soulwhat’s mirrored in mine.You’re waiting too for the pandemic to endto see everyone’s facesno proof required for the pain to stopthe days to get longerthe path to be clear for stuff to stop shaking up our … Continue reading
Someone You Know but Never Met
The Canadian province of British Columbia on the Pacific coast declared a state of emergency on November 17 following massive floods and landslides caused by record-breaking rainfall in the previous several days. Four people have died as well as over … Continue reading
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
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
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
Come Home, Sweetheart
Sunny dayslong bike ridespeaches and time–lots of leisurely time to enjoy momentswithout conflictdeadlines or problems to solve. Then the rain we needed cameto put out the firesalong with the restrictions we needed to keep us all safe.News kept coming from Haiti … Continue reading
Posted in compassion, Poetry, Poverty of Spirit, Prayer, Reflections
Tagged Bernal Saborio, Cheryl Richardson, Covid 19, Esther Hizsa, Everything you've said, forever_carrie_on, hug, Melody Owen, Peaches, Pen Waggener, SoulStream, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, Steve Garnaas-Holmes, Tapping Summit
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The Full Meal Deal
Admit it. We all want the full meal deal: nine gifts of the Spirit, every fruit in a neat little package with our name printed on it and Christ, the only ingredient listed. We want what those people are having, … Continue reading
Here
Sometimes being herefeels like I’m in the wrong placeas if I could look at a map and backtrackto where I’m supposed to be.But there’s no map for the contemplative journey,let alone my contemplative journey. “Here,” the wise ones say,“is the … Continue reading

