“There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.” –Rumi There are many ways to pray—in song, spoken or written words, silence, creativity, nature and movement, just to mention a few. Paul recommends to “pray without ceasing” (1 Thessalonians 5:17), which is only possible if we are able to connect with our Creator… Continue reading Many Ways To Pray: Walking A Labyrinth
I heard the joyous greeting, “Happy Mother’s Day!”, many times this weekend. But I was thinking since it is the first of this holiday I have spent without my daughter, what makes a “happy” Mother’s Day? Although I would love to be with Jessica, what makes a Mother’s Day truly happy (and this mother’s heart… Continue reading What Makes a “Happy” Mother’s Day?
“Gentle” is going to be my word for 2017. I resolve to be gentle, excessively gentle. A new year’s resolution implies a determined effort to make a change, of which I certainly could consider—to be more patient and generous, to eat more healthful, to exercise, to lose weight. There is an endless list of shoulds,… Continue reading Be Excessively Gentle: A New Year’s Un-Resolution
“Music and rhythm find their way into the secret places of the soul.” -Plato Singing is soulful. It is prayerful and it is powerful. I love to sing (in the privacy of my own car). I love to listen to others sing, from the liturgical chant of Benedictine monks to contemporary Christian artists. Whether it’s the melody… Continue reading Music as Prayer ♫ This Journey Is My Own
A few years ago, in our attempt to downsize and declutter, I attacked the hundreds of books I own with an attitude of discernment. Where should this book reside? Where would it’s best home be? Shall I keep it to read again or send it along to be enjoyed by another reader? I was particularly… Continue reading Made for Goodness: A Child of God
I thought it would be a little tacky to take a photo of a mother and child I didn’t know this morning in church. I was so tempted to sneak a cell phone shot and apologize later if caught. It was a tender, intimate moment that I wish could have been captured. But I… Continue reading A Mother’s Blessing
I don’t know nothin’. After trying to solve world problems, philosophizing and sharing his wisdom over a glass of wine at our kitchen table, my father-in-law, Marv, would exclaim, “What do I know? I don’t know nothin’.” He had thoughts and opinions (oh, yes, he did) and plenty of experience, but, self-admittedly, he knew he… Continue reading I don’t know nothin’.