In this quote, Anne Lamott invites us to sit with our questions and the mess. We do not need to deny our doubts or fear curiosity. We can deconstruct what was given to us, and go on the lifelong journey of deconstruction and transformation. A lot of this can happen …
Lament We do not choose the losses and suffering that force themselves into our lives, without invitation or warning. We all experience pain and sorrow. We all witness the suffering of others, whether in our own community, or on the news. Anguish can threaten to overwhelm us, when we lose …
I have been pondering, what is the spiritual abuse of children? And what are its effects? And what is a healthy spirituality characterised by? Let’s start with what some churches give as the definition in their own safeguarding policies. “Spiritual abuse is a form of emotional and psychological abuse. It …
Authenticity was not important in my religious upbringing. Fitting in was. We were accepted only if we agreed with and lived by the values we were taught. These included If a child grows up in a family and community where they are threatened with rejection by their family and that …
A poem by CP Cavafy about life as a journey, not a destination. translated by Edmund Keeley As you set out for Ithaka hope your road is a long one, full of adventure, full of discovery. Laistrygonians, Cyclops, angry Poseidon—don’t be afraid of them: you’ll never find things like that …
Don’t be afraid of the falling, The breaking apart, The fear they’ll be nothing left. The letting go of chains And the stepping out of the cage you thought would keep you safe. Let it happen. The loss, the grief, The reality of your past that engulfs and drowns you. …
Sacrifice is often perceived as noble. Today I ask the question is that always the case, or can it be an unhealthy, harmful practice? When I was a teenager, I was an avid reader of missionary biographies. One of the biographies I read several times was that of Keith Green: …
Poem by Derek Walcott The time will comewhen with elation, you will greet yourself arrivingat your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was yourselfGive wine. Give bread. Give back your …
As is now my custom, this morning I sat cross-legged by the patio doors and gazed out at the beautiful, vibrant tulips currently gracing our balcony. It has a calming effect on my racing, anxious thoughts, and allows my new friend, Trust Yourself, to find space to sit peacefully beside …
May all that is unforgiven in you, Be released. May your fears yield Their deepest tranquilities. May all that is unlived in you, Blossom into a future, Graced with love. A poem I love to ponder, pray, breathe, for myself, for my loved ones. Beautiful for transition times in life. …
