Journal of Sacred Work

Erie Chapman

  • Days 180-184 – Calling All Good People

    “The surest way for evil to succeed is for good people to do nothing.” Who appeals to our highest & best self? Donald Trump’s success fuels every bullying boss in America. His message to leaders is that you win using… Continue reading

  • Days 173-177 – Is Trump the Anti-Christ?

    “If Donald Trump wins we should shut down the churches,” a Presbyterian minister said in his sermon this past Sunday, “because a Trump victory would show we have failed at teaching Christian principles.” Continue reading

  • Days: 171-172 Weave Upon Weave

    Note: Reflection by Liz Sorensen Wessel “The longer we live/The more of your presence/ We, find laid down, Weave upon weave/Within our lives.” -John O’ Donohue As Father’s Day approaches images surface; weaving's of our fathers lives intertwined with ours; yours… Continue reading

  • Days 166-170 – Special Genius

    Without light, genius does not matter. Without love, brilliance dips dark. But, what if we took the question of genius to a quantum level? Continue reading

  • Days 159-163 – Streams of Light – The 10th Anniversary of The Journal

    On the tenth anniversary of The Journal of Sacred Work may you experience streams of light as these words & this image pass before you. Continue reading

  • Days 157-158 Living Love

    Note: Today’s reflection, celebrating the Journals upcoming 10 year anniversary was written by Liz Sorensen Wessel. The day was June 7, 2006 when his inspiration breathed life on to the first page of The Journal of Sacred Work. Visionary healthcare… Continue reading

  • Days 151-156 – Openings To The Soul

    Master storytellers are master chefs. They mix the finest ingredients in artful ways: Spice, but not so much it burns the tongue. Tastes that thrill Life’s palate. Love that burns away Fear’s toxins…How we describe our suffering determines not whether… Continue reading

  • Day 144-148 – Lost

    There are so many ways to become lost. I found one yesterday in a forest nearby, & ultimately far away, from home. Heaven & hell are the way-stations of the pioneer. There is a lot to be found when lost.… Continue reading

  • Days 137-141 – Hopeless Romantics

    “What I remember is love, all love – love of this dirt road, this sunrise, a day by the river, the stranger I met in the cafe.” Continue reading

  • Days 130-134 Who Walks Beside You?

    While walking my mother down the hall to her independent living home she said to me, “When you are not walking beside me I will pretend you are walking beside me.” …Which of your departed ancestors, family & friends still… Continue reading