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Days 180-184 – Everywhere We Were We Are – Our Spiritual Footprints
Have we left our spiritual footprints in every place we have ever been? If so, every moment increases rather than decreases our presence in this world. And the air of tomorrow will hold memories of your presence today. Continue reading
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Days 178-179 White Rabbit
No time, no time, White Rabbit exclaims Alone it is he who must pace and race To a very important kind of place It’s all up him, only he will do So shoo, shoo…he must get through Her worried thoughts… Continue reading
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Days 173-177 – Midnight Friends
Who are your middle-of-the-night friends – people you can count on no matter what? To whom are you such a friend? Continue reading
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Days 171-172 Luminous Pearls
When we pause to reflect and recollect we mine the luminous pearls of our lives, as well as some of the piercings. The more poignant moments fade in the distance, while a great love burns through the ether and all… Continue reading
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Days 166-170 – Love Is Stronger Than Death
Can a union of love become so radical that it outlives earthly existence? One Episcopal priest says, Yes. Continue reading
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Days 164-165 Turner’s Lake
Note: Reflection shared by Liz Sorensen Wessel. A blank page, an empty space and then a burst of creativity as the Journal of Sacred Work exploded in a world of color. On June 7, 2006, Erie Chapman penned his first… Continue reading
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Days 160-164 – “Your Love Has An Eloquent Tone…” – Hafiz
Love has the pitch and timbre of truth, faith and compassion. When we live this Love, we are always in tune. Search today for your most eloquent voice. Live this Love & the world will be glad for it. Continue reading
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Days 158-159 The Time Is Now
A time to love and a time to forgive for there is no time to hate A time to love and the time is now. A time to end all war… and the warring within. A time for peace and… Continue reading
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“I regret to inform you…”
“His comrades, who never shrank from danger, shed tears over his grave and feel his loss deeply.” It’s not Memorial Day speeches referencing millions that reach our hearts. It is individual stories that can tear tears from our eyes. Continue reading
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