We're experiencing a heatwave in Spain at the moment, with record temperatures announced each day in the town where I'm currently living, and a 'record-record' reached yesterday, as we tipped over into the 40-degree-plus celsius realm. The mornings are still comparatively cool (in the low 20's) but, from 2pm onwards, the temperature gradually climbs, shutters… Continue reading Why I go down to the river…
Yesterday I received, not for the first time, a life-giving lesson in the powerful and ever-present reality of the quality of Grace. How it lives within each of us. How each of us has the power to use it gently, kindly, wisely, consciously, as part of our own way of being, through our own choice… Continue reading The Rosebush…
There was a time when I would regularly visit a Chinese restaurant with a friend, partly because we enjoyed their food, which was delicious, but also because we'd visited Hong Kong together and it was an unspoken way of recreating a shared good memory from the past. We were always given two fortune cookies at… Continue reading The Mountains and the Valleys…
Today I plucked a book of Christian teachings by an American Pastor off the bookshelf of a friend. I was waiting for the kettle to boil and, as I'd been wrestling with a writing project for a few days, I hoped I might find a bit of spontaneous inspiration by leafing through its pages. I… Continue reading This business of happiness…
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…?
La Casa de Paz 