Journal of Sacred Work

Reflections, Holidays, Spirituality

Christmas, Light, Hope, Winter Solstice, Memories

  • Days: 248-249 Small Things

    Note: This narrative is offered by Liz Sorensen Wesssel She was born in 1919, as Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu in Skopje, Macedonia. In her eighth year, her father died mysteriously and rumor has it that he was poisoned by political foes.… Continue reading

  • Days 241-242: Age of Wonder

      ++Note: This reflection is by Liz Sorensen Wessel. A year had passed, too much time since I had a chance to hold, love and be with them. Uncertain plans turned solid as I booked a flight for S. Dakota.… Continue reading

  • Days 236-240 – A Quiet Presence

    Molly Chapman’s life has become a ministry by example. Her presence to others is a testament to elegance & grace & a sermon on constant kindness. Continue reading

  • Days: 234-235 Peace

    Note: This reflection is by Liz Sorensen Wessel I once attended a retreat led by Fr. James Finley and he began each centering prayer in a beautiful way (as recited below)… A still small voice echoes through time and space;… Continue reading

  • Days 229-223 – Dreams of Symmetry

    “It is the deepest dream of the soul to be in the intimacy of Divine Beauty,” John O’Donohue wrote in his masterpiece: Beauty, The Invisible Embrace. Continue reading

  • Days: 227-228 Steeped in Sunlight

    Note: This reflection was written by Liz Sorensen Wessel We planned to meet for an early morning breakfast at Café Luca’s. I had meant to call the day before but time slipped away from me. Once before, we had arranged a… Continue reading

  • Days 222-226 Present Voices

    We mourn the absence of those shaped us. In fact, they are with us. They are part of our sacred story. Continue reading

  • Days 220-221 A Moments Sunshine

    “We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience." -Pierre Teilhard de Chardin Note: this reflection is offered by Liz Sorensen Wessel Last night I had the good fortune to attend the… Continue reading

  • Days 213-214 Landscape A Poem by Mary Oliver

    Note: This reflection  is shared by Liz Sorensen Wessel Landscape  Isn't it plain the sheets of moss, except thatthey have no tongues, could lectureall day if they wanted about spiritual patience?  Isn't it clear the black oaks   along the… Continue reading

  • Days 208-212 – Why Political Correctness Matters

    It is so much easier to default to labels than to engage the language of respect. If we say “we cannot afford to be politically correct” are we saying we cannot afford to be loving? How much harder is it… Continue reading