The Desert Mothers and Fathers, Christian monastics of the fourth and fifth centuries, followed a custom of welcoming seekers who came to them asking for a word… of advice, of counsel, a word to take home and reflect on.
Read MoreI have been reflecting back to when we began together our global pandemic journey. I remembered how it felt to read this poem. As I read it now, it seems even more relevant as this path goes farther and deeper into uncharted waters.
Read MoreThe ministry of spiritual direction provides a container for the Holy in our lives to be heard. It is space to tend to our deepest longing, with another as witness and companion; brave space where we are invited to linger with our…
Read MoreOne of the great gifts I have been given in my life is leading worship at a women’s jail. I feel the grief of not being there because of COVID-19, and this community is never far from my thoughts. They are always in my prayers.
Read MoreIn the past weeks I have heard a variety of metaphors to describe these times. What’s your metaphor? I keep hearing the term twilight zone, and I agree. Twilight is an in-between place…
Read MoreIn the language of faith, “it is the tears of Hagar, the Muslims, “point vierge” of the spirit, the center of our nothingness where, in apparent despair, one meets God—and is found completely…
Read MoreGood spiritual teaching or spiritual companionship of any kind, Newell reminded us, is not about dispensing information as if we have superior knowledge, but it is…
Read MoreI went to the Women’s March again this year. I don’t know whether marches make change in the world, but I know they help sustain and encourage me. I come out of my house, where…
Read MoreThis December I was given a great gift. It was a spiritual practice offered by a trusted writer of the Contemplative Life, Peter Traben Haas. In his book…
Read MoreNearly 40 years ago, a group of people from different spiritual traditions came together to find a way to support people in listening deeply to their own experience of God.
Read MoreWhen I was a small child, I spent a lot of time walking by myself in the meadows behind my home. It was during...
Read MoreWe cannot live in a world that is interpreted for us by others. An interpreted life is not a hope…
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