The Best Part of the Day

The Best Part of the Day

Once upon a time, when traveling was a thing that people could do without worrying about inadvertently taking COVID-19 along for the ride, I drove up to Ashland early on a Sunday morning to join my boyfriend and his six-year-old daughter, who had been vacationing on...
A Blessed Gift

A Blessed Gift

I arrive to the silence. I am hopeful to take this time to listen…to be…to know…if only for this moment. I participate in morning prayer and these words speak to my heart (from the Beatification of Father Titus Brandsma (Carmelite, pg 46.)) Do as perfectly as you can...
Seeds of Healing, Seeds of Peace 

Seeds of Healing, Seeds of Peace 

I don’t know about you, but I am tired.  Between COVID fatigue, political fatigue, protest fatigue, anger fatigue, and just plain getting-older fatigue, I am exhausted.  And probably a little depressed too.  I am in need of healing. Music has always seemed to have a...
Of Anthony and All Saints

Of Anthony and All Saints

Many converts to Catholicism like me may have had a bit of unease about the Feast of All Saints we will celebrate soon.  It wasn’t really part of my Protestant faith education, though certainly I knew the about the Communion of Saints.  We just seemed more concerned...
A Lantern in the Darkness

A Lantern in the Darkness

“There is a really deep well inside me.  And in it dwells God. Sometimes I am there, too . . . And that is all we can manage these days and also all that really matters:  that we safeguard that little piece of You, God, in ourselves.” The above words were written by...
Notice

Notice

Slow down and notice the green spiral log the caterpillar crawling at its own pace. Slow down and notice listen to the river rippling over the stones. Slow down and notice the path is open again. Slow down and notice the gift of the feather left as a reminder  to pay...