Introducing the Contemplative Cottage
Five years ago, walking up a street on Queen Anne hill in Seattle, I came to a corner house with a second lot as its backyard. I found myself frozen in wonder, ...
Five years ago, walking up a street on Queen Anne hill in Seattle, I came to a corner house with a second lot as its backyard. I found myself frozen in wonder, ...
Hungry and tired, she waited for the campus bus, the visible world reduced to the lamp light’s reach. The chill made her burrow deeper into her jacket, th...
As the birds build nests, as the furry catkins bud on the willow, new bright green leaves open in the sunniest places, and cherry blossoms begin to pink-tinge t...
God makes every common thing serve, if thou wilt, to enlarge that capacity of bliss in His love. Not a prayer, not an act of faithfulness in your calling, not a...
For many followers of Jesus, today is the Feast of Mary. Rarely do I find stories that do her justice, but this one, a meditation on Jesus gone missing b...
If this coming week is about anything, it’s about amazing Love. A practice that I recently read about and started doing sounds a little syrupy, but the re...
The third challenge I find to contemplative awareness and the body (mind, heart, spirit) is that we often continue to do things that we know from past experienc...
God whispers love to us in every moment, if we would but listen. Today’s Florilegium entry (What is a florilegium?) is a song by Tenth Avenue North called...
For many years, I took Amtrak everywhere, rather than flying. There were many reasons for this–I enjoyed seeing the beauty of this country and crossing ti...