Friday, May 28, 2010




Messenger

My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird —
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.

Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect? Let me
keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,

which is mostly standing still and learning to be
astonished.
The phoebe, the delphinium.
The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing, since all ingredients are here,

which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart
and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam,
telling them all, over and over, how it is
that we live forever.


~ Mary Oliver ~

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Prayer for Holy Week



As we enter into these holy days
commemorating the love 
which filled the Heart of Jesus 
in His Passion and Death, 
let us reflect on that love.  
Let us remember that we are loved, 
we are loved,
as if we were His only love.  
If we could only remember that 
we would never again feel alone, 
afraid, or abandoned.  
That love fills all the longings
of the human heart.
And then let us love Him back.
"Love is repaid by love alone."  

Monday, February 1, 2010


The Christ of St. John of the Cross


Down toward the beauteous water, mountains, air,
This mercy straining,
This love that pleasures to have told itself
Even (and most of all) in agony,
Carved from the wood to find a prayer, 
Oh, any prayer to hear and answer,
Tortured with ripeness and yet held to a tree.
This love that shouts with a God’s cry for the 
right to loose itself, to be redeeming,
Painfully, brokenly,
Pleading to let its godhood drop like blood, 
soak like blood 
into the souls of all doomed creatures
Whom its own hand set free.
O Jesus, Jesus, bound Divinity...
Sister Miriam of the Holy Spirit, OCD
(Jessica Powers)






Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Sister Wendy

I could listen to Sister Wendy all day and never grow tired.  Her lisp and buck teeth are so charmingly unselfconscious that not only do they not get in the way, they rather rivet my attention on what is being said.
To me, this is how a woman of faith speaks.  She comes from a place of deep integrity, without labels, without bias or preconceived notions that things must be a certain way and no other.  
Atheism and Fundamentalism are two sides of the same coin.  Does that shock you?  Well, both are based on a fear of God, a lopsided perception that distorts everything that follows from it.  It is not true.  And when religion is false, it is very dangerous, as we witness daily in the world and in our country.  As Jesus taught us, from the depths of His Truth:  "Beware the leaven of the pharisees."
So, just sit back and listen with a beginner's mind to what Sr. Wendy is saying here.  Her wisdom comes from a long life of prayer and contemplation.  Let us attend.


Monday, December 28, 2009

Julian of Norwich & the Hazelnut










"And in this he showed me something small,  no bigger than a hazelnut, lying in the palm of my hand, as it seemed to me, and it was as round as a ball. I looked at it with the eye of my understanding and thought: What can this be? I was amazed that it could last, for I thought that because of its littleness it would suddenly have fallen into nothing. And I was answered in my understanding: It lasts and always will, because God loves it; and thus everything has being through the love of God.




"It lasts and always will, 
          because God loves it... "