The (monastic) journey, Rilke, St. Peter’s Abbey
In the first whisper of morning light I watched a 20 foot cedar move its slow movement outside the sitting room window at St Peter’s Abbey. A picture of a...
Category: Spirituality
Visible victim decontructs myth
Here's a link to my article in today's Edmonton Journal. The article is a reflection of my (attempted) Easter poem. Icon of the crucifi...
Father Joe
I finally had the sense to pick up Father Joe. The book had been in my “to read” pile for more than a year. Father Joe: The Man Who Saved My Soul is...
Monday, Easter Monday
It’s the kind of spring morning that confuses itself with early fall. Hardly knowing its place or mode of presentation…it asks, “Should I be a...