Tag Archives: Turning to the Mystics

My Favourite Things

Cream-covered cupcakes and no-fault insurance,No big surprises and endless assurance,Wild geese that fly with my cares on their wings,These are a few of my favourite things. I’ve been putting together a playlistof my favourite attachments.Oh, the delight I feel when I … Continue reading

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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

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An Irrational Fear

After Julian of Norwich encountered Jesus in her near-death experience, she wrote down what happened and continued to reflect on the revelations of Christ’s love that she received. Then she wrote about these “showings.” That got me thinking: what if … Continue reading

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How Sin Is Both Something and No Thing

This week I offer you two quotes about sin from Turning to the Mystics podcast on Julian of Norwich. Mirabai Starr, who translated The Showings of Julian of Norwich, said: “’Sin has not a particle of substance. It is no … Continue reading

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The Gift of Self-Awareness

Lately, my self-awareness has risen to a whole new level. I swear there’s a little fellow deep inside me rummaging through all my crap and sending it up for me to look at. These “gifts” are about as attractive as … Continue reading

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The Infinite Love that Loves Us So Unexplainably

For the past three months, James Finley has been my spiritual guide. As soon as I wake up in the morning, I walk in a nearby park and listen to a podcast from Turning to the Mystics. Then I sit … Continue reading

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Love Letters from God

I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you. If you need the medication again, go ahead and take it—I will love you through that, as … Continue reading

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The Song That Is My Life

Do not try to savethe whole worldor do anything grandiose.Instead, createa clearingin the dense forestof your lifeand wait therepatiently,until the songthat is your lifefalls into your own cupped handsand you recognize and greet it.Only then will you knowhow to give … Continue reading

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Now I See

. . . we attribute authority to [our weaknesses] to name who we are, and they don’t because only love has the authority to name who we are. –James Finley, Turning to the Mystics Thomas Merton 4 My weaknesses don’t … Continue reading

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Perfectly Me

Finally, I’m coming to the conclusion that my highest ambition is to be what I already am, that I will never fulfill my obligation to surpass myself unless I first accept myself. . . . The unaccepted self that stands … Continue reading

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