Tag Archives: Sylvia Sassen

Rest in Love

Listen! The Lord, the Eternal, the Holy One of Israel says,“In returning and rest, you will be saved. In quietness and trust you will find strength.”–Isaiah 30:15 (The Voice) The sun is setting in the west And the birds begin to … Continue reading

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A Long, Loving Look

 Jesus spit on the man’s eyes and put his hands on him and asked, “Do you see anything?” He looked up and said, “I see people; they look like trees walking around.” Once more Jesus put his hands on the man’s … Continue reading

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Certain

The five-year-old ignoredthe advertised exhibitsand, nose pressed to the glass,patiently waited,until she saw a crack, a tiny beak.Finally, a wet, vulnerable chick emerged from its protective shell. The child learned:if you wait long enough,you get what you hoped for. But certainty … Continue reading

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Present Moment, Wonderful Moment

For so longI focussed on doing important things,prioritizing one activity over anotherand resenting ordinary, necessary tasks–cooking, cleaning, check-ups, and paying bills. Then, I kept company with folks even older than me.They helped me slow downand be present to where I … Continue reading

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I Have Arrived

It was 38 degrees outside when I entered the cool of the seniors’ residence with a potted cyclamen for my mom. Yvonne, my favourite resident, asks “Do you ever stop?” I could have said, “Yes.” and told her about my quiet times and … Continue reading

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Rhythm and Rest

I was amazed to discoverhow much I could accomplish–without a good night’s sleepor morning quiet time–when I had to. Then, help came and nowI don’t have to.I get to rest. I’ve returned hometo familiar faces, spaces, and silence.  You were there,being … Continue reading

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Just as You Promised

I fell asleep beside you in the tomband when I woke up you were gone and not gone. I looked up, and there you were looking down at meand smiling. “Good morning, my Beloved,”you said as if it wasn’t the most famous morningin … Continue reading

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In the Heart of the Beloved

When readers open my new book, I invite them to open it up and flip it over. In the introduction, I wrote: Look at the whole cover. Take in the beauty of the image: vibrant pink, glowing edges, green stem, … Continue reading

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Honouring Our Elders

We humans are the young ones,the last to be createdlong days after the earth, mountains, seas, and trees. What might we learn from our elders whoawaken us with birdsong,feed us with nuts and berries, comfort us with their soft fur, enliven … Continue reading

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It’s Your Turn

For the past few months, I’ve been revising blog posts for my third book. I’ve hunkered down to do the grunt work of publishing: formatting, footnoting, acquiring permission from a photographer and poets, and designing the cover. I used to … Continue reading

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