WHEN LOVE COMES TO TOWN: REFLECTIONS ON TENDERNESS IN A CHAOTIC CULTURE
Sunday, August 9, 2020
fear, trust, a little faith and the blues...
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Fear, trust, a little is enough and the blues...
Tuesday, August 4, 2020
all blues...
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One of the truths I rediscover time and again about intentional solitude, silence and contemplation is that whenever I make this commitment ...
Monday, August 3, 2020
hold on just a little while longer...
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This past week we visited IN PERSON with part of our family. It was glorious - the first time in over five months - and while there is more ...
Sunday, August 2, 2020
time for the friar to dance with the monk
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I came of age in the 60’s and 70’s in the United States – an era that sometimes felt liberating to me but also at times unhinged – joyful...
Monday, July 27, 2020
saying good-bye to the friar for a time and making room for the monk...
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This week Di and I were able to make time each day to share a simple late morning breakfast on the deck before heading into our respective t...
Sunday, July 26, 2020
small is holy sunday reflection: the treasure of the ordinary
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Every week, as I sit down to prayerfully reflect on what I am experiencing during this extended time of solitude – and what some of you may ...
Tuesday, July 21, 2020
following the threads of synchronicity, dreams and serendipity
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During the on-going sheltering-in-place of the semi-lock-down for people like myself, I have been reading my way through a variety of unknow...
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Monday, July 20, 2020
aging, isolation and a shrinking sense of what's important...
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My world continues to get smaller as I age. I suppose that's how its meant to be as interests, desires, energy and needs contract - but ...
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