Gratitudes
Sunday 2 December 2012 Thanks to Daisy Frenchwell for helping with raking the yard and making a delicious fruit salad Thanks to the all people who liked today’s photo of a tanned, twenty-year-old Mev in…
Sunday 2 December 2012 Thanks to Daisy Frenchwell for helping with raking the yard and making a delicious fruit salad Thanks to the all people who liked today’s photo of a tanned, twenty-year-old Mev in…
Join us to hear Katie Kilcline share stories and reflections from her two years of living in Nepal: “I lived in Kathmandu, Nepal from 2006-2008 as part of Jesuit Volunteers International. During that time, the country transitioned…
To tell me a specific feeling you’re feeling in that present moment wonderful moment To express 1/1,000,000,000th how much you treasure Matt To describe one of those famous Chicago winds To share one Gujarati word…
A friend sent me this last night: How beautiful Arabic-translated-to-English is….I can’t remember where I was when I heard this or what it’s from: “I’ve waited to speak with you because you are expensive to…
Our Meditation and Mindfulness Sangha meets on the second and fourth Saturdays. This morning, Cristina led us in tea meditation. She read us the following from Thích Nhất Hạnh. You must be completely awake in…
“Appreciation is the sacrament.” –Allen Ginsberg “If the only prayer you say in your entire life is ‘Thank you,’ that would suffice.” –Meister Eckhart “Be grateful to everyone.” –Buddhist mind-training slogan This Christmas season I…
A gentle spring evening arrives Airily, unclouded by worldly dust. Three times the bell tolls echoes like a wave. We see heaven upside-down in sad puddles. Love’s vast sea cannot be emptied. And springs of…
The window empty: two thickets of bamboo. The house tranquil: a single fragrant stove. Beyond the gate, it’s red dust everywhere, and in the city, that white sun hurries on, but I don’t chase after…
Last week in Writing to Wake Up, a topic proposed was: “Write a letter to someone (in)famous in history, someone really dastardly, or someone really inspiring.” Dear Monseñor You were right You were/are resurrected…
There are pictures that stay in the memory as if carved with a fine chisel. Of the thousands of demolished homes I remember one house in Silwad. Of the hundreds of torture victims I see…