Sunday, November 27, 2016


Here we all are ladies.
My gift to you all this thanksgiving 2016 was to teach all of you one of Papa's holy words.


You probably won't remember this but, on this day we visited the Elf Village up in the North Carolina mountains. Above is a picture of us in one of Santa's Sleighs he loaned out for the occasion.
This little elf village also had a very small chapel with just enough room for all of us to enter.
We all entered that chapel and participated in a moment of being silent together, practicing one of Papa's holy words together.

That was your Thanksgiving gift to me.

Thank you for that!

St. John of the Cross writes:

Carve out a day every week,
or an hour a day,
or a moment each hour, 
and abide in loving silence with the Friend.
Feel the frenetic concerns of life in the world
fall away,
like the last leaves of autumn being lifted from the tree in the arms of zephyr.
Be the bare tree.


Sunday, November 20, 2016


This is your post for October, done in November.
I hope to post a post-Thanksgiving post to all of you later.

This is a piece from a book by a Celtic Theologian, Phillip Newell.

Julian of Norwich, the fourteenth-century Christian mystic, said most simply but most radically that we are not just made by God, we are made of God. We are not just fashioned from afar by a distant Creator. We are born from the very womb of the Divine. This is why Julian so loves to refer to God as Mother as well as Father. She sees us as coming forth from the essence of the One who is the source of all things.
What does it mean that we are made of God rather than simply by God? In part it means that the wisdom of God is deep within us, deeper than the ignorance of what we have done. It is to say that the creativity of God is deep within us, deeper than any barrenness in our lives or relationships, deeper than any endings in our families or our world. Within us-as a sheer gift of God-is the capacity to bring forth what has never been before, including what has never been imagined before. Above all else, as Julian says, the love-longings of God are at the heart of our being. We and all things have come forth from the One. Deep within us are holy, natural longings for oneness, primal sacred drives for union. We may live in tragic exile from these longings or we may have spent a whole lifetime not knowing how to truly satisfy them, but they are there at the heart of our being, waiting to be born afresh.

I pray you sense that longing and give birth to that mystery in your life Alice. I can already see it in this photo of you.