Journal of Sacred Work

Journal of Sacred Work

  • Days 18-19 My Grandmother’s Hands

    How transparent and thin the skin over my hands has become, revealing these gnarly blue veins. Some days the joints in my fingers swell and I feel like the character, David Banner when his body suddenly bulges into The Hulk… Continue reading

  • Days 11-12 Beyond Words

    I’ve often heard it said that much of what we communicate is non-verbal. Our facial expressions, eye contact, posture, and the tone of our voice can say so much more than mere words. Well, I had an opportunity to test… Continue reading

  • Days 4-5 Prayer for Peace

    Although we use different words and names, Lord you see into our hearts and minds as we join in unity with purpose to pray for peace. Peace and Universal Love is the essenceof the Gospel preached by allEnlightened Ones. The… Continue reading

  • Days 361-362 God’s Light

    With One Voice In the adorations and benedictions of the righteous The praises of all the prophets are kneaded together. All their praises are mingled into one stream, All the vessels are emptied into one ewer, Because He that is… Continue reading

  • A Blessing of Joyful Welcome

    May the Angel of Annunciationawaken in us God's profound heartfelt lovefor every kind of neighbor. May the star of inclusive, Poured out,Communing Love direct every decisionwe make on our journey. May our dreams lead us to profound reverenceas we bow… Continue reading

  • Days 341-342 Amazing Peace

    Note: Excerpt of poem "Amazing Peace," a Christmas poem by Maya Angelou Something to consider this during this unfolding Advent week that calls us to cultivate Peace within.   We hear a whisperAt first it is too soft. Then only… Continue reading

  • Days 334-335 The Hope of Advent

    Note: This reflection is from several writings, over the years, on Advent by Sister Joan Chittister         Dec 1st heralds the beginning of the Advent season, and is described as a “highly spiritual time as we prepare… Continue reading

  • Days 320-321 Little Glimmers

      A woman with a scarf over her head hoists her six year old up onto the first step of the school bus. “Good-bye,” she says. A father on the phone with his freshman son has just finished bawling him… Continue reading

  • Days 306-307 Reflections on Being An Artist

    "A poet is somebody who feels, and who expresses his feelings through words.This may sound easy. It isn’t." "A lot of people think or believe or know they feel — but that’s thinking or believing or knowing; not feeling. And… Continue reading

  • Days 299-300 Hope In The Midst of Struggle

    “Everywhere I looked, hope existed – but only as some kind of green shoot in the midst of struggle. It was a theological concept, not a spiritual practice. Hope, I began to realize, was not a state of life. It… Continue reading