The Taste of Things VII: Zeal
My favorite liturgical feast is Pentecost! It announces itself with aliveness, zeal, and spirit—a wildly untamed Spirit that is—and one cannot commit their life to this Spirit and expect to…
The Taste of Things VI: Letting Go
I was shocked and deeply saddened! A week ago today, the Monday of Holy Week, I first read the news that St. Benedict’s Monastery in Snowmass, Colorado was closing. And…
The Taste of Things V: Hope
I was part of an engaging conversation recently about “collapse!” In the midst of a climate catastrophe will the planet survive? Will the human species survive? Will I survive? Of…
The Taste of Things IV
Elm and arborist It was the ‘orange dot of death’ that caught my eye, and then my heart. It was the sign that she would be brought to her knees,…
The Taste of Things III
Most would agree with the newspaper article I read today that stated “we live in a fraught and fractured time!” Signs of disorder, chaos, and collapse are everywhere. Distrust, disinterest,…
The Trees Know: A Reflection
David Wagoner‘s poem, “Lost” is one of my favourite metaphors for finding a way forward in difficult times. It is a siren call to live in the present moment no…
The Taste of Things II
Pentecost is my favourite feast! It is full of the assurances of new life. Its Spirit arrives as easily as my next breath or flares forth like a super nova.…
The Taste of Things
Sometimes the world upsets me, discourages me, and causes me to tremble. Like many in Canada, I was shaken by the recent events of the “freedom convoy” that motored its…