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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
Posted in Advent, Christmas, compassion, Mindfulness, Mystical, Reflections, Seed Cracked Open
Tagged awareness, Christian.Rudman, David G.Benner, grosskopf_photography, Holy Ground, Klezmatics, L'océan à Langland, Marie, presence, Presence and Encounter, self-preoccupation, stillness, Woody Guthrie
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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
Posted in community, compassion, Creation, Poetry, Reflections
Tagged Best Friends, Esther Hizsa, Ignatian Spiritual Excercises, Jacqueline Bergen, Jessie Wilcox Smith, Living from the Heart, SoulStream, SoulStream Community, Spiritual Director North Okanagan, Spiritual Director Vernon, Take and Receive, Thomas Leuthard
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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
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
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
Clouds
I knew what was wrong and why I was bothered. It made no sense, and I told myself that. But the sadness didn’t go away even when I ate more for supper and snacked on one thing after another. In the morning, I was able to … Continue reading
An Everyday Pilgrim 