In Cynthia Bourgeault’s book, Wisdom Way of Knowing, she recounts a last conversation with a dying friend. He asks her, ‘Are you fearless yet?’ and adds ‘Fall fearless in love.’ In theory, I read the rest of the chapters that I was supposed to read for a conversation on a Zoom meeting. In truth, I…
From Above and From the Journal
From the journal… Went up to the balcony as I had wanted to… The time of day was perfect, and the day itself—still full of light even at the sighing time when sun prepares to exchange the vigil with moon. First thing I noticed was the temperature shift when walking through the doors—so sudden. Where…
Home, Perspective, and Relationship with Space
I was telling someone the other day of the time when I gave in to a long held desire and stretched out in the centre aisle of Saint Francis Xavier church in NYC in order to look up at the ceiling. I waited for a judicious moment–if memory serves, it was a Saturday morning when…
Wednesday Peace
Ms. Tippett: In 2006, I sat across from [Elie Wiesel] in a hotel room that my producers had turned into a makeshift studio and I asked him to tell me what happened after he lost his faith forever, as he wrote, at Auschwitz. He answered: “What happened afterwards is in the book. I went on praying.” Ms….
Orion, Cassiopeia, Polaris
I went to the midweek contemplative service at Saint Andrew’s United Church of Canada last night. One of the many reasons I love going to this is the quiet opening I can feel inside of me…the combination of a grounding and a freeing that has me pick up a pen and paper with a certain…
Light finds Like
Compel me to know your ways, O Love; instruct me upon your paths. Lead me in your truth, and teach me, for through you I will know wholeness; I shall reflect your Light both day and night. -Psalm 25 I paused here this morning while praying., considering the reflection of Light…Light offered and Light received…
Veins of sound and ink: A Poem
Veins of Sound and Ink Words hold storiesin their veins of sound and ink.Memory tales and new trailsblazed by the sensessparking syllable by syllable. Words: Today;consider; imagination.Sentences: She stoppedat the corner, turningleft this time. Chapters: Andshe kept walking,taking noteof textures and colours,the scents and the sighing. Books: Taking noteand steeping it allin the freshwaterconversation runningthrough…
Stories Surrounding: a poem with audio
Stories Surrounding Do not judgethe five minutesbefore click-closing and goodnightcustomer wearing his hoodieup and bringing his smudgy suitcase in;this customer, wheeling in on the well tumbled cushion of whatever good time he’d been having.Do not judgethis customer who was surprisedand grateful we were still herebecause his social workerbrought him here when he was elevenand bought him Coralineand he’d…
Sighs Too Deep: A Poem
Of late I have been going to a contemplative prayer on Wednesday evenings and finding it to be profoundly nourishing. Sometimes I come home and write out of the fullness I feel because it’s more than I can hold inside…I find that poetry is a good container for what spills over. Too Deep Too deep,…
On Prayer
Homily @Saint Andrew’s 18 February, 2024 OPEN: I had a recent conversation with a friend who was going to attend a conference on Artificial Intelligence. She had been asked to open the conference with a prayer and decided she’d ask ChatGPT to write it. I was so curious about the result! I asked her to…
Consider the Lilies 