the Easter task

Like many of you, I’m constantly trying to find the balance between action and rest, between achieving and just be-ing, between praying and working.  This was a balance I was searching for before the pandemic, but now, with our lives and routines and schedules completely upended, it’s like starting fresh in many ways. Only now… Continue reading the Easter task

an invitation

Today is a new day. How are you feeling about it? I know that for some of us dread is weighing heavy. One day is rolling into the next with no real end in sight, and this sameness, monotony, and isolation might be a dark cloud over you. Waking up might not be a joyful… Continue reading an invitation

when doubt seems more like forgetfulness

Every morning, without fail, the sun rises. Sometimes I am awake to see it, sometimes I am not. Either way, it happens. First the sky is black and spotted with twinkling stars, then it turns a dusty grey-blue and those same stars fade then disappear entirely. Sometimes I wake when the sky is a delicious… Continue reading when doubt seems more like forgetfulness

a reset

I guess the thing now for new year’s resolutions is to choose a word for your year. Have you heard of it? Maybe you’ve already chosen one. Health, Energy, Boldness, Creativity, Courage. Or maybe you hate all things resolutions and have vowed never to make them again. I am somewhere in between. January definitely gives… Continue reading a reset

turning to the prayers of others

You know that moment when you let yourself grow quiet enough to feel that tug inside of you, that longing to communicate with God. But then, what to say? Sometimes I find myself struggling for the right words. Certainly in prayer there is time for silence, for resting, for listening. I have found these times… Continue reading turning to the prayers of others

these 4 words

There are four words that are saving my life right now. By ‘saving my life’ I just mean helping me to keep turning my soul towards God, again and again. Because I often forget who I am, and what I am. These phrases remind me that I am more than just these skin and bones,… Continue reading these 4 words

a hungry faith

Oh my poor bedside table. I think it might just collapse under the weight of the books and journals I've placed there. I used to be more adamant about my "one book at a time" rule, but I've thrown caution to the wind these days. When a book cries out to me from the library… Continue reading a hungry faith