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What It Means to Live from the Heart: A Podcast Conversation
Recently, I had the wonderful opportunity of being interviewed by my friend and colleague Deb Arndt, for the second episode of the Living from the Heart podcast. In it, I shared my experiences of living from the heart and receiving … Continue reading →
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Tagged A Taste of Living from the Heart, Brent Unrau, Deb Arndt, Esther Hizsa, Irene Fennema, Living from the Heart, Living from the Heart Podcast, Maureen Miller, Rod Janz, SoulStream, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver
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Falling in Love
How can I go off-grid for eight days while our priest was away? I had heard that the Jesuit Spirituality Apostolate of Vancouver was offering another eight-day retreat. I considered going, but I’m one of the churchwardens who, along with … Continue reading →
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Tagged David L. Fleming SJ, Esther Hizsa, Fall in love stay in love, Father Richard Soo, Fr. Joseph P. Whelan, heart in sand, Irene Fennema, Jan Evans, Living from the Heart, pxfuel, Soul of Christ, SoulStream, SoulStream Ignatian Spiritual Exercises, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver
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A Little Resurrection
I was all packed and ready to go. But not quite. I needed to go over a couple of sessions I would lead during the Living from the Heart course one more time. Now I had a spacious hour that … Continue reading →
Smug Mode
So we got to climb one more mountain after all. And not just any mountain–Black Tusk. Bagging this peak is not just a walk in the (Garibaldi) Park. You have to backpack 9.5 kilometres and up 900 metres to a … Continue reading →
In the Potter’s Hands
“NO!!!” I cried, followed by a WTF, and my world coming to an end. In anyone else’s world, someone had simply made a mistake. No biggie. Easily fixed. But in my world, this was not supposed to happen. Someone (aka … Continue reading →
Stay Right Here
Summer wasn’t finished.There were more mountains I wanted to climbwhen autumn came demanding, list in hand,reminding me of all the preparations to be madedeadlines to meetand commitments to honour.A rising tide of the urgenttriggered an internal tide of anxiety. “Breathe,” … Continue reading →
Posted in Mindfulness, Poetry, Prayer, Reflections
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Tagged Charlie Day, Esther Hizsa, Isaiah 30:15, Living from the Heart, Nelson Boschman, rising tide, Sasquatch Provincial Park, seagull, SoulStream, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, stokes rx, stokes rx., The Growing Season, trust, Wet Feet
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A Kingdom Tale
𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕺𝖓𝖊 WHEREIN the King proclaims that all taxes are forthwith suspended. In return for his generosity, the King requires that all his subjects love one another–including their enemies. The Everyday Pilgrim, who lives in this magical land, is filled … Continue reading →
Release, Receive and Return
For days after I heard how my words wounded another, I was visited with the recurring judgment that I was a bad person, an unsafe person. I was shrouded in shame until God found me through a Lenten reflection on … Continue reading →
Being Vulnerable
“How can you be so vulnerable?” readers have asked me over the years. That question makes me nervous. Am I too vulnerable? What criticism have I invited? Then I hear from these askers the most common response to my honesty: … Continue reading →
Posted in community, compassion, Poverty of Spirit, Reflections, Stories, Writing
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Tagged Brené Brown, Catherine Singleton, dandelion, Downton Abbey, Esther Hizsa, Gabor Maté, Glennon Doyle, In the Shelter, Krista Tippett, Living from the Heart, Maya Angelou, On Being, Pádraig Ó Tuama, Peter Ealey, Shame, Sia, SoulStream, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, The Wisdom of Trauma, Thomas Hübl, vulnerability, Vulnerability Ted Talk
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Wrong Turns
“Are you okay?” the grey-haired man asked as I propped my bike against a hedge outside his yard. “Yes,” I said continuing to open the map on my phone. “Is this the way to Twin Lakes Road?” “No. You need … Continue reading →

