Journal of Sacred Work

Liz sorensen Wessel

  • Days 54-55 Part I:The Pearl of Great Price

    “To honor and accept one’s own shadow is a profound spiritual discipline. It is whole-making and thus holy and the most important experience of a lifetime.” -Robert A. Johnson Rather serendipitously, there are circumstances when something may come our way… Continue reading

  • Days 47-48 Twilight

    Note: This reflection is dedicated to my mom, Elizabeth Dorothea Sorensen, in this, her 97th year of life. Twilight fills the sky in delicate etchings of trees reaching towards her opalescent hues. This in between space lends itself in little… Continue reading

  • Days 40-41 Sacred Circle

    Mandala is the Sanskrit word for sacred circle, there is no beginning and no end, a universal symbol for God as an all-inclusive Love without distinction.  Representative of life, mandala symbolism has polarities or opposites. For example, night and day,… Continue reading

  • Days 33-34 Our Hidden Gift

    The hidden gift in caregiving Continue reading

  • Days 26-27 If Only for an Instant

    “Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.” -Rumi   We have a responsibility to ourselves and others to attend to the barriers… Continue reading

  • Days 19-20 “Above All, Trust”…

    “God is not remote from us. He is at the point of my pen, my (pick) shovel, my paint brush, my (sewing) needle – and my heart and thoughts.” -Pierre Teilhard de Chardin Above all, trust in the slow work… Continue reading

  • Days 5-6 High Flight

      High Flight Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things You have not dreamed… Continue reading

  • Days 362-365 Pearls Streaming

    And I said to a man who stood at the gate of the year; “Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.” And he replied: “Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the… Continue reading

  • Dayss 357-358 Peace

      "Nature was a mirror of the soul for St. Francis of Assisi—a mirror for himself and a mirror for God. All this mirroring effected a complete change of consciousness, a shift in how he saw reality.The outer world began… Continue reading

  • Days 336-337 Countless Masks Falling

    I look out into a field of stark, leafless trees wrapped up in a ghostly fog of grey. Their dark limbs silhouette tributaries of black lace, entwined in a colorless sky. How bare and vulnerable without their protective garb, their… Continue reading