“The necessity for beauty and harmony is a basic need for a creative soul and a breeding ground for the true, good, and beautiful that I like to nurture in the most intimate space of…
Category: Silence
Mary Magdalen Reading by Rogier van der Weijden; An invitation to meditation
This is a painting from Maria Magdalen painted by Rogier van der Weijden. I used it during one of our Online Retreats. What do we see? We see a woman, Mary from Magdala. She…
“Let’s Fly Like The Eagles!” Upcoming Online Retreats, Welcome.
“Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can…
Your Very Own Personal Retreat
You are a God of distance, and yet very near. I do not see You, but I want to experience You. I invite You into this room and into my writing. May I be aware…
A poem about belonging
One sister here wrote to the other a rondeau/ rondel A Rondel/rondeau is an eight-line song that was widely used and sung in the Middle Ages. Another example of a rondeau is In Flanders Fields…
Online Retreats, a reflection
Be still and know that I am God. (That is an invitation). I will be exalted among the nations. I will be exalted in the earth. (That is a statement) ps. 46: 10 A reflection:…
6 suggestions for contemplative writing
Come now, insignificant man, fly for a moment from your affairs, escape for a little while from the tumult of your thoughts. Put aside now your weighty cares and leave your wearisome toils. Abandon yourself for…
You are warmly invited for an Online Retreat!
You’re warmly invited to join us for an on-line small Retreat. During covid, o, we all like it and decided to have a monthly retreat. Small, because we are just with a handful of people…
C.S. Lewis’s Ideal Day and (y)ours?
These unusual weeks of working from home make you think: How did other people—before us—do it? I was thinking about C.S.Lewis as his book Surprised by Joy was laying around in our living room, and…
A rule of life or: How to find rhythm in a hectic world.
That Christmas vacation flew by. I slumbered through the bangs of fireworks celebrating old and new, and when we got up the next morning, we lived in a new year—a year that I am not…