Spirituality

Wisdom for a Hunger Moon

Here in North America, Indigenous people tell us the name for the full moon in February is the Snow Moon, or the Hunger moon. Yesterday we had what New Jersey folk call a snow storm, and while it was a bit blustery, for this Canadian, 4 inches of snow is hardly a storm. Still, it…

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Trump, Death, Resurrection and Safety (Pins)

  As dear friend of mine — a Catholic nun I will not name to protect her anonymity — said to me:  last night’s election feels like death; but I believe in resurrection. I do, as well. But sometimes the holy one needs a hand up out of the tomb. So, let me share with you…

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A Feather for Orlando

This morning, while at prayer in my garden, I found a feather. It’s tiny, surely from either one of the breast feathers of a bird, or perhaps from one of the babies starting to appear. It’s a bluish grey and white. Fragile as a dandelion wisp. I have a long history with feathers turning up…

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Sister Rita's Thanksgiving

My dear friend, Sister Rita, SSJ, and I are writing a book together, and will tell you more about it as we go along. For now, let me just say I couldn’t be more excited about it, as the wisdom I’ve received from her over the years has been, and continues to be, invaluable. She…

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Homecoming

This morning I woke up and, after taking the dog out to do his business before the rain started, made up my bed, smoothing the linen cover, plumping the pillows, setting the lavender sachet among the pillows just so. Then I went downstairs and made coffee, and while the water boiled I looked out the…

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A Subtle But Important Distinction

A man I respect immensely — kind, caring, smart, funny and filled with the sort of humility that’s truly inspiring — told me a story yesterday that I want to share with you. It’s not really his story any more than it’s mine, but it is the sort of story that holds such wonderful wisdom…

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The Life That Is Waiting For Us (might just be here)

E.M. Forster wrote, “We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.”   Change is inevitable, and the wisest words in all the world are these, this, too, shall pass.  For better for for worse, nothing lasts.  We live in a…

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What You Were Meant For…

Perhaps it’s not surprising, given the state of literature these days, but I’m often asked why I write, you know, in that sort of, Why bother? What are you, a masochist? sort of way. Well, the easy answer is that I can’t seem to stop, and speaks of a certain mental compulsion, perhaps neurosis.  I’m…

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Heresy of the Table

It was a few years ago, when I was still regularly going to church. I attended a Sunday forum led by a priest I’ll call Father Robert (not his name, of course, not even close).  A fire-plug of a man, who might have made a good boxer, he sat at the head of the table,…

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So Ends The Silence

A month ago I posted that I was going to be off social media for a month, and so I was.  It was WONDERFUL. And yes, it took a little getting used to at first.  One of the reasons I wanted to wean myself off it was that I found myself far too inclined towards…

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