Threads of 2025: A Christmas Examen
As Christmas draws near and the year softly folds into memory, I find myself drawn to a gentle examen practice that invites me to see, to listen, to revisit the…
Bonfires in Cyberspace
I have fond memories of sitting around bonfires in my younger years—overnight at the beach, whiling away the time with family and friends. We would sing, talk, eat, or simply…
Listening to Mayon’s Echoing Voice
I grew up at the skirt of Mayon Volcano, rising over 8,000 feet with a perfect, living cone. At her sight, each morning was to awaken into awe and wonder.…
Disturb My Being, O Holy Presence
I normally would enter into holy week — seeking peace, silence and stillness, yet with all of what is going on in our world today I offer a prayer calling…
When I die will there be trees
When I die will there be trees,will there be birds in the branchesand leaves spinning and dancingin the soft breeze?Will there be peonies rising from warm earth, heads heavy with…
Sacred Gathering: all in All
Awe enters in Beauty already present, they settle. Compassion knocks and opens the door Delight by her side Enthusiasm stands Faith ushers all Generosity plays Hope speaks Imagination responds Joy…
October Festival of Thoughts
I was thinking of what October brings to light and how our world seems to be in circling motions. In the northern part of the world Autumn begins while in…
The Daisy: Musings Part I
There is much to be said for the allure and the beauty of the humble Daisy. For example, in her poem “Two Little Daisies” (The other little daisy wished to…
Grain Elevator Painting: A Poem
Across the Canadian wheat fields, Where golden waves of grain unfurl, Old grain elevators stand like sentinels, Guardians of time’s soft swirl. Their weathered frames and worn-out gears Whisper tales…
Moments Under the Sun: A Poetic Journey
Beyond the surface of the routine there exists an invitation, a call, a gentle reminder. Join me on a poetic journey where the sun plays the role of a tender…