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:

Don’t take anything personally…

Don’t take anything personally. Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the  opinions of others, you won’t be the victim

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beyond coincidences…

“Everything has a purpose. There are no mistakes, no coincidences — only blessings from which to learn.”                                               

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The Christmas House…

“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: it is only with the heart that one can see rightly: what is essential is invisible to the eye.”                       

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Look, look, there is a star…

“I saw the backyard cedar…charged and transfigured, each cell buzzing with flame. It was less like seeing than like being…The flood of fire abated, but I’m still spending the power.”                     

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The Gift…

“This little flute of a reed (me) thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed though it melodies eternally new. At  the immortal touch of thy hand … my heart loses it limits in joy and gives birth

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Bounty-ful memories

News of the sinking of the HMS Bounty triggered memories long forgotten of my personal connection with the grand ship.  I and my future spouse were there when it first took form in a Lunenburg shipyard 50 odd years’ ago.

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