I don’t believe it matters how we start, when we start, or even where we think we’re heading, the only thing that seems to matter is listening to the part of us that longs for and just knows there’s something more. We tell ourselves, or are told by others, many things about why we should… Continue reading That blessed ‘something more…’
Sometimes words don’t work. Sometimes a candle-lit room, accompanied by the sound of rain, says more than the greatest philosopher. Sometimes pain is our greatest teacher. Sometimes those that give us life try to destroy us. Sometimes time doesn’t heal our wounds. Sometimes choosing life is harder than giving in to death. Sometimes friends become… Continue reading Sometimes
This is how it is for me... It´s the thing that makes sense of the nonsensical and shifts the darkest cloud on the dullest day. It blows aside confusion with the whisper of a breeze; so gentle that it´s almost imperceptible; and yet so powerful that it moves a mountain of anxiety in a moment… Continue reading Listen…
Last week a pilgrim, who had worked as a volunteer at the Taizé Community in France, stayed with us in the parroquial albergue in Logroño. As he helped wash and dry the dishes after dinner we spoke about his time at Taize and he explained a little about the community´s Mission; to help unite the… Continue reading The value of silence…
O soul, most beautiful among all creatures, you who so long to know the place where your Beloved is, so as to seek him and become one with him, now it has been stated: you yourself are the home in which he dwells. Here is a reason to be happy; here is a cause for… Continue reading Revelation
I dwell in possibility, I offer men free choice, Strength to the Courageous, the Gentle hear my voice. ~~~ Seekers go in search of me, Listeners hear my call, Asking nothing of the Faithless, But of the Asking, I ask all. ~~~ I appear in form of Strangers, Deepest knowing, Gentle dove. ~~~ Hearts are… Continue reading Do you know me…?
The recognition that counts is our reflection in the eyes of God. He loves us for what we are and what we could become. He loves the good in us, not the successful or persuasive or charismatic. He ignores the image we try to project because He knows us from within. His is the voice… Continue reading Our Reflection in the Eyes of God…
Life is a gift - Impossible is nothing On Tuesday of last week I celebrated my birthday; possibly the happiest birthday of my whole life...or, at least, of my life so far. God, who I experience as pure, complete Love and the creator of all that is positive, life-giving and regenerating in this world, is… Continue reading For the Love of God…
Everything is Sacred For a number of years now, long before I accepted that I am (and have always been) a Christian at heart, I´ve subscribed to a weekly email service from The Centre for Action and Contemplation; founded by Franciscan Friar Richard Rohr. A friend sent me some reflective pieces that appeared on the… Continue reading A Presence that Continues…
Someone I love recently asked me if I was "in love"; because Love seems to be a theme in so much of what I write about when the spirit moves me, in both my poetry and my prose. My answer was "Yes, I´m in love...with my life and with God". Because, to me, God is… Continue reading Tree of Life…
La Casa de Paz 