Pale Pink Lipstick
Dana Thompson-Peladeau is the niece of Sandra Stewart, RNDM. She is married to Ryan and they have two children. Dana is completing her social work degree. This poem was a…
Twenty-Five Years Ago: Arrival at Grande-Clairière
Carrying on from my post of January 30, here is a reflection by Sr. M. of the Trinity, (front centre in the photo) one of the early RNDM Canadian pioneers…
The End
The end.I woke up this morning with that thought.When the season is all about beginning anew,why am I thinking of the end?I recently suddenly lost a very good friend.She was…
I Am Not A Sheep
23rd. I am not a sheep. I do not feel the prod And poke of rod and staff. I do not have the need To graze Or lie down By…
O Silence Where Art Thou
Just recently, I went for my much-needed annual retreat. I call this my ALL-ONE time with God. To be able to retreat from the busyness of life into a quiet…
Hopes on Entering Retreat
When I made my home some years back in the vast land mass of Canada, I was amazed and intrigued by its wide open spaces, and captivated by its geographical…
Queen
Queen For a week I saw the possibility Of the world coming together Not with signs and shouting Not out of anger or discontent Not because things were going badly…
From Aha to Aah
A little bird hops next to an older one looking up in the sky “Ma, why do you sing? She curiously asked. The mother bird smiles and responds “When I…
How Spring Came to Oxford House
Jackpine swayed in South-East Wind and Spring stirred ever-so-slightly in her snug nest near the Crown. Ice boomed and crackled in the cold and Slush formed slowly under Snow’s warm…
A New Visitation
Follow Mary to visit her cousin … How happy Elizabeth is when she hears Mary’s greeting. Filling with the Holy Spirit, she cries out: “Blessed are you among woman, And…