Tag Archives: Religion and Spirituality

Dancing at Lughnasa – April 21

4.21 Bare feet slap the earth, searching for consort with rhythms of the earth, probing, connecting at deep warm dark places   Fr. Jack was a happy man who fell in love with his people and flowed to their gods. … Continue reading

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walking the other way – April 8

4.8 Walking the other way on a traditional trail today, the dog seemed confused. Kept stopping, sniffing, looking, turning back. It is a pond loop, but he is used to the other way round, as if his sense memories had … Continue reading

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kenyon redux – April 4

4.4 A lovely campus and where is God to whose glory it was begun Have we bartered for a tower of Babel instead.   Learned children, do they learn of you or only of their own creation and leave behind … Continue reading

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easter eve – March 31

3.31 I think Lent is over, she said and so I gave her chocolate with oranges in it, and went and raised a bourbon glass in toast.The Lord is risen, the Lord is risen indeed.   I hope it will … Continue reading

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grace is needed – March 30

3.30 The mother raccoon bites the head of her cub with no eyes. The demand of evolution, to kill the weakest, strange, deformed, so that the fittest survive.   The different child at school picked upon almost — we hope … Continue reading

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Francisco – March 27

3.27 Francisco, patron of humility saving grace for souls like mine   that reach too far and then pull back in fear   of mortality, of knowledge learned too soon of death’s   seduction, of flight desired, yet hindered.   … Continue reading

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palm branches – March 25

3.24 palm branches in the land of palms, for the king of kings, come in little crosses, the fronds taken for granted.   like gifts of our souls that we overlook because they are so close to us we cannot … Continue reading

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In the magic undercroft of my dreams – March 22

3.22 In the magic undercroft of my dreams, a central temple room lined with white fluted columns, recessed panels of dark night sky dotted with stars between. Above, a pale reflected light illumines the open surround.   And Jesus walks … Continue reading

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