Journal of Sacred Work

Liz sorensen Wessel

  • Days 303: A Reflection on Time

    A Reflection on Time A man of extraordinary talents, Erie Chapman is a composer, artist, filmmaker, lover of Beauty, author, attorney, health care leader and visionary. I wish to dedicate this reflection to Reverend Erie Chapman during this Pastoral Week  in… Continue reading

  • Days 299-300 1914

    I grew up in the house my dad was raised in. Story told, he was an only child and was born prematurely. A baby weighing a mere 3 lbs., he was so tiny that his mother carried him on a… Continue reading

  • Days 292-293 Vermont Twilight

    Twilight is an enchanting space of neither day or night but an in between space of light and darkness. She offers us an invitation to pause as sun disappears behind the curvature of mountain's strength. Especially lovely, is how light… Continue reading

  • Days 273-274 Turning People Into Trees

    When you go out into the woods and you look at trees, you see all these different trees. And some of them are bent, and some of them are straight, and some of them are evergreens, and some of them… Continue reading

  • Days 259-260 Within the Light

    It’s as if you are having a bad dream that you just can’t wake up from and I’ve entered into your dream to accompany you on this journey.  We both laughed amid the confusion that accompanies memory loss, and my… Continue reading

  • Days 244-245 Something Precious

    "I would see you as my friend, / That I may remember you are a part of me / And come to know myself." -Course in Miracles Prayer of the Person The person across from you is the greatest miracle and… Continue reading

  • Days 237-238 Your Smile

      Recently, friends have gifted me with flowering plants on occasions such as birthdays, or from students who wish to express appreciation and co-workers who manifest love through kind gestures. A year ago, my dear friend June gave me the… Continue reading

  • Days 230-231 A Summer Garden

    Leaves and Blossoms Along the Way: A Poem by Mary Oliver If you’re John Muir you want trees to live among. If you’re Emily, a garden will do. Try to find the right place for yourself. If you can’t find… Continue reading

  • Days 218-219 Blessing; Are You

    May the road rise to meet you,May the wind be always at your back.May the sun shine warm upon your face,The rains fall soft upon your fields.And until we meet again,May God hold you in the palm of his hand.… Continue reading

  • Days 211-212 A Holy Hallelujah

    Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.” -Herman Hesse A mighty tree is as welcoming as a treasured… Continue reading