Living,
Inside of Now
Some years ago, my daughter and I were strolling through a yellow field of summer flowers in PEI. We were discussing the word “meaning”. During our walk, she suggested I write when meaning moves me to experience a more beautiful world.
Decades ago, Joseph Settler, a renowned theologian, asked at a conference, “Would anyone like another name for God?” I instantly raised my hand, as did others. He held his silence, then stated, “Meaning is another name for God.” Instantly, I knew he was right, that one little word changed my theology. Meaning is everywhere, found in everything, and constantly enlarges my life.
Thus, I began a blog of writings, bimonthly for ten years, which, at the time, I called…
Life, Meaning, and Joyful Purpose: Tips and Triggers
Its introduction read, “These are the questions these writings explore: What is the How to for living well? What sparks our spirituality? What triggers Joyful Purpose?, and What trips us up?”
I was discovering, my new awareness offered love, and wisdom, and created an expanding depth of appreciation in my life. I also found meaning, spirit, and purpose can come oddly clothed in grief, loss, unwanted, change, and in the smallest, most seemingly, ordinary moment.
From that collection of writings, the book titled, Moments That Blink Back was published and can be ordered from Amazon, Friesen Press, or from Indigo. Some of the writings in the book include:
“I don’t care” has an honored place…
“let all go — the small middling tall bigger really the biggest and all things — let all go so comes love”
A worm, a cricket and wing-magic…
If we look deeply, we find that we do not have a separate self-identity, a self that does not include sun and wind, earth and water, creatures and plants, and one another. ~ Joan Halifax Tibetans have a great reverence
watering…
“The geranium just died on the window sill but teacher you went right on talking.” ~Albert Cullum
The Night I Learned to Speak Lamp
In the evening darkness, the Victorian lamp shade with its musky rose colored floral and three inch frills illuminated the sofa chair. I had seen it countless times yet this felt like a virgin viewing. A caring begins to play
stepping out of thought…
“When you no longer believe everything you think, you step out of thought and see clearly that the thinker is not who you are.”
Taking one conscious breath…
One conscious breath in and one conscious breath out is a meditation.
tying myself to the mast…
In Greek mythology, Odysseus is warned against the songs of the sirens on his sea voyage which would lure him off course into dangerous water. Initially, their songs are beguiling and irresistible. When they begin to sing he orders his
A Place called Love….
Why am I lovable? Surely not because I am old and wrinkled. My personality is mixed, liked by some but not others. My body was recently described as rejuvenated road kill. In spite of these flaws, I am loved and
light, a who…
“When her doctor took her bandages off and led her into the garden, the girl who was no longer blind saw “the tree with the lights in it.” It was for this tree I searched… Then one day I was walking along