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Protecting Peace
“Only when peace lives within each of us, will it live outside of us. We must be the wombs for a new harmony. When it is small, peace is fragile. Like a baby, it needs nurturing attention. We must protect peace from violence and… Continue Reading “Protecting Peace”
Here and Now
Everywhere is here and every when is now.– Dante Alighieri This month Santa Sabina Center’s online retreat is “Finding Our Way through the Dark Woods: A Retreat with Dante’s Divine Comedy,” with Kayleen Asbo. So this month’s quotes are from the writings of Dante. To… Continue Reading “Here and Now”
Wednesday of Hope – A Road in the Country
Hope is like a road in the country: there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence. – Lin Yutang
We Celebrate Pentecost
Fire of the Holy Spirit, life of the life of every creature, holy are you in giving life to forms. Rivers spring forth from the waters; earth wears her green vigor. – Hildegard of Bingen
Leaving All Behind for a Better Hope
There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind. – C.S. Lewis
No Room for Death
There is not room for death Nor atom that his might would render void: Thou – Thou art Being and Breath And what Thou art may never be destroyed. – Emily Bronte
Rest Silently in Resurrection
Those who do not know there is another life after this one, or who cannot bring themselves to live in time as if they were meant to spend their eternity in God, resist the fruitful silence of their own being by continual noise. Even… Continue Reading “Rest Silently in Resurrection”
On St. Patrick’s Day – an Irish Blessing
May the road rise up to meet you, May the wind be ever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow… Continue Reading “On St. Patrick’s Day – an Irish Blessing”
From the Wonderful John O’Donohue
I would love to live like a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding. John O’Donohue, “Fluent” from Conamara Blues
Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgia
Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were. ― Marcel Proust
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