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I Love You. I’m Listening.
We cannot live our lives constantly looking back, listening back, lest we be turned to pillars of longing and regret, but to live without listening at all is to live deaf to the fullness of the music…. Listen for him. … Continue reading
Posted in compassion, Mindfulness, Prayer, Reflections, Resource
Tagged Best Friends, Desmond Tutu, Esther Hizsa, Frederick Buechner, Insight Timer, Julian of Norwich, Loving and Listening to Yourself, New Year's, Sarah Blondin, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, Tara Brach, The Sacred Journey, Thomas Leuthard
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You Are Mine
Worry is the first sign. I’m attached to an outcome. What if the bus is late? What if I get to the airport and the planes don’t fly and the buses don’t run and I’m stuck at the Kelowna airport … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Reflections
Tagged all shall be well, Esther Hizsa, Isaiah 43:1, Joe Houghton, Julian of Norwich, Matthew 28:29, Pieta House, Radical Compassion, RAIN, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, Susan von Struensee, Tara Brach, Welcoming Prayer, worry
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Forever
I attended Ken’s memorial service on January 28. Hearing about his life reminded me of St.Irenaeus‘ quote, “The glory of God is man fully alive.” Ken had lived life to the full. What he contributed to the world and how well he loved could be seen on … Continue reading
Posted in Reflections
Tagged Bianca Schiavone, Deuteronomy 31:6, Esther Hizsa, fear of death, Hold On, Julian of Norwich, Ken Ryan, Luc De Leeuw, man fully alive, Mirabai Starr, Psalm 23, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, St. Irenaeus, the glory of God, The Good Shepherd, The Showings, Waiting for the Word
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Waiting for the Other Shoe to Drop
I can’t spend a whole week on retreat with a holy God and not be confronted with my sins, I thought. Yet every time Sylvester assigned scriptures for me to pray with, it never came up. I started to believe I was going … Continue reading