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Appearances
The same day I resigned myself to watching, waitingand being with my longingYou saw me. I was accompanying my mom to her suite,and the first resident I met at the seniors’ home caught my eye.I saw in her face what … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, compassion, Easter, Poetry, Reflections
Tagged Carivaggio, Emmaus, Esther Hizsa, John 1:5, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver
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Waiting for Resurrection
I’m not unhappy. Life is full and good, but the joy of Your resurrection eludes me. I went to the empty tomb, the garden, the locked room.I walked to Emmaus and back to Galilee.You appeared to thembut not to me. I hear … Continue reading
Free
O Beloved, how numerous are my fears!They rise up within me whisperingthere is no help for you. Yet You, O Beloved,are a shield about me…When I cry out to You,You answer within my heart.–Psalm 3:1-4 Nan C. Merrill, Psalms for Praying … Continue reading
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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The Suffering We Choose
I cannot promisethis blessing will free youfrom danger,from fear,from hungeror thirst,from the scorchingof sunor the fallof the night.–Jan Richardson, Beloved Is Where We Begin The blessing of being God’s belovedwill not free usfrom suffering– suffering that comes unbidden,the suffering of our … Continue reading
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

