Category: Art Blog

She Said “Yes”

She knelt beside the neatly planted rows

of cumin, dill, and mint. The clear March sky

was bright; a flock of birds flew high.

She pinched a leaf;

then, suddenly, she froze —

a voice had spoken. There was no one there.

It spoke a second time; she looked around.

“How can this be?” she asked the vacant air.

Once more it spoke, yet there was not a sound.

She paused again; her answer in her mind.

In thirty years and three, her words would find

an echo: “Not my will, […]

Through One Window


While sitting in the doctor’s office, I was intrigued by the sky as seen through a rectangular window. The clouds were skittering by, yet the telephone wires remained in the same position. There became a visual connection between this view and how I reflected on people praying while at the doctor’s office…the wires becoming a conduit to God, the scenery changing but with light shining through.


Image above (and on front-page mastheads): Doctor’s Office Prayers – Like Telephone Wires by Chillon […]

Beauty At Hand

Seen above, left (and on front-page mastheads): Grandmother’s Spoon; middle: The Fork That Will Not Stab; and right: Knife for P, from the Artifacts II series by Roz


HAPPY IS THE ONE WHO walks otherwise

Than in the manner of the heedless

Who stands otherwise

Than in the way of the twisted

Who does not sit in the seat of the scornful

But finds delight in the loveliness of things

And lives by that pattern all day and all night…

Image above (and on front-page mastheads): Foretelling by Jim ApRoberts

Words above from Psalm 1 by Norman Fischer in Opening to You: Zen-inspired translations of the

Read, Mark, Learn, and Inwardly Digest


Just now

Always so

Truly so

The light will come out of the darkness

Out of all the struggles a great light will come

A new you too

In the harshest cold the weather is sunny

We mourn with those who experience the hardships of winter, may we commit to help them

The eye of the storm and in the shadows of death

May we fear no one but God

May we learn not to fear


Live on in winter, summer, spring and autumn


Spring (imagine that)



Into the moment

Heart and mind and […]

The Longest Night


All throughout these months

as the shadows

have lengthened,

this blessing has been

gathering itself,

making ready,

preparing for

this night.

It has practiced

walking in the dark,

traveling with

its eyes closed,

feeling its way

by memory

by touch

by the pull of the moon

even as it wanes.

So believe me

when I tell you

this blessing will

reach you

even if you

have not light enough

to read it;

it will find you

even though you cannot

see it coming.

You will know

the moment of its


by your release

of the breath

you have held

so long;

a loosening

of the clenching

in your hands,

of the clutch

around your heart;

a thinning

of the […]

What Am I Expecting?

This is the first day of Advent. Every year I ask the question of what I am expecting from the Incarnation. When I was younger(like in my 20’s) I was sure that exploration would bring me many riches (and it did). Now in my 7th decade I am more open ended in my thinking. I don’t know what will come that announces good news but I have never been let down. If I look for something good, something good comes. […]

For Nobody

A yellow flower

(Light and spirit)

Sings by itself

For nobody.

A golden spirit

(Light and emptiness)

Sings without a word

By itself.

Let no one touch this gentle sun

In whose dark eye

Someone is awake.

(No light, no gold, no name, no color

And no thought:

O, wide awake!)

A golden heaven

Sings by itself

A song to nobody.


Image above (and on front-page mastheads): Triad Luchem by Cathie Meighan, SSJ.

Words above: Song for Nobody by Thomas

Tears To Shed

Franciscan Prayer of Blessing: “May God bless us with tears to shed for those who suffer, so that we will reach out our hands to comfort them and change their pain to joy.”

This prayer is taped on my laptop. It reminds me that being sad is okay especially when it is about seeing street people who are cold. I saw one man who was hanging around the café and I invited him in for a coffee and corndog. It was […]

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