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Finding Us
What did I hear in that note that stunned me and sent me into the sock drawer, consumed with anger and hate? I heard: You are not enough, just as I had begun to skip along trusting that I was. As I walked with … Continue reading
Posted in Childhood, compassion, Poetry, Reflections
Tagged Ban Galbasi, Doris Pailthorpe, Ernest Thompson Seton, Esther Hizsa, Ignatian Spiritual Excercises, Jessie Wilcox Smith, Living from the Heart, Plum leaves, Raggylug, SoulStream, Spiritual Director North Okanagan, Spiritual Director Vernon
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Christmas: As Is
I wonder if Joseph was peevedwhen Mary, between contractions,ordered him to close the doorthen,as soon as he did,wanted it open again. I wonder if,in that chorus of angels,one or two sang flatand if some shepherds,feeling and smelling sheepish,were hesitant to go. I wonder if–after Mary gave … Continue reading
Advent IV: Love
Our faith tells us that the infinite love that is the architect of our hearts has made our hearts in such a way that nothing less than an infinite love will put to rest the restless longings of our hearts. –James … Continue reading
Posted in Advent, Mystical, Reflections
Tagged E.Allison Peers, Esther Hizsa, Franz Mayer, George Matheson, O Love that will not let me go, Plum leaves, spiritual direction, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, Susanne Nilsson, The Dark Night of the Soul, The Nativity, Trevlig fjärde advent!
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O Sapientia I cannot think unless I have been thought, Nor can I speak unless I have been spoken. I cannot teach except as I am taught, Or break the bread except as I am broken. O Mind behind the … Continue reading
Posted in Christmas, Ignatian Spirituality, Prayer, Reflections
Tagged 8 day retreat, Annunciation, Esther Hizsa, Fra Angelico, Franz Mayer, Malcolm Guite, O Sapientia, Plum leaves, spiritual direction, spiritual director, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, The Nativity
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Christmas: As Is
I wonder if Joseph was peeved when Mary, between contractions, ordered him to close the door then, as soon as he did, wanted it open again. I wonder if, in that chorus of angels, one or two sang flat and if some shepherds –feeling … Continue reading
An Everyday Pilgrim 