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, […]
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 […]
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
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 […]
Image above and on front-page mastheads: Christmas Morning by Virginia
All throughout these months
as the shadows
this blessing has been
It has practiced
walking in the dark,
its eyes closed,
feeling its way
by the pull of the moon
even as it wanes.
So believe me
when I tell you
this blessing will
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
of the clenching
in your hands,
of the clutch
around your heart;
of the […]
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. […]
A yellow flower
(Light and spirit)
Sings by itself
A golden spirit
(Light and emptiness)
Sings without a word
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
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 […]