Category Archives: Awakening

And so the journey ends. So the Advent season – always an abstraction, always a projection – ends. The long night ends and a new day begins. The manger was always a symbol. Shall we be born again in our shared heart? Can we even begin to understand what that means? Do we need to?Continue reading “In Christmas Time”

Often, at night when I am most with Jesus and the Holy Spirit in prayer, I draw the curtains. Privacy, seclusion, minimal distractions. I am not of this world but another. But last night I let the curtains be. The moon was right outside the window, spectral and thin, and I was in the moodContinue reading “Advent Travels: Under the Bookish Pedagogy”

0 I cannot figure out if Marianne Sawicki is holding my hand or slapping me awake from a nightmare. How could I choose? Summarizing aspects of Edward Schillbeeckx’s thinking she casually shreds the past fifteen years of my life. Nothing matters but this. The experience of grace grows out of the fundamental experience of one’sContinue reading “Advent Travels: Mary Said It”

Chrisoula and the kids were in New York City this past weekend to see Romeo and Juliet. I stayed behind to do chores and keep house. Things were quiet mostly, and I got a lot done. It snowed more than I thought it would, and I didn’t sleep well but it was okay. When IContinue reading “Advent Travels: the Space of Solitude”

0 The Mirage Yesterday, shoveling a path to the horses – following tracks in the snow my daughters had made earlier – I was visited by God. What do I mean by this? 1 The Oasis Many years ago, during my first run-through of the ACIM lessons – some time after the devastation wrought byContinue reading “Advent Travels: The Final Step”

I stepped outside last night at about eight or so and the snow had already begun. Douglas used to say, you’ve got the writing part down. The question is, what do you want to do with it? I had hoped for a quiet snow gently falling so I could use “sussuration” in today’s writing, butContinue reading “Advent Travels: The Posture of a Guest”