Poetry 
Religious Poetry
Posturing
So many people with strong opinions, all this hubris, for what? So little understood so much surety about ones stance, showing disdain for the masses, usually it seems , it is always someone else, whom belong to that throng, the speaker exempt adolescent posturing, so called rational men and women, degrading themselves by their arrogance…. Read More ›
Afternoon visit magnify
I drove one of my charges to visit a friend yesterday, he is 96 years old with a very healthy sense of humor, interested in many things but most of all he loves others. Her name is Claire the lady we visited, a very beautiful woman, kind, compassionate, who has her mother, and also a… Read More ›
Crowded lobby
Emergency rooms are places of waiting, of hurrying to get there and then just sitting, often in a crowded lobby, witnessing the human drama of our fragility played out in living color; pain, worry, suffering lived out in full view, though most so preoccupied with their own drama it can mostly be fazed out. I… Read More ›
Reach back
At times in all our lives for reasons perhaps not known, someone will approach us afraid, vulnerable, their guard let down perhaps for the first time, or after many tries but courage lacking, reaches out seeking something, when that happens, reach back for it allowing ourselves to be loved and simply being present we become… Read More ›
Swallowed
Its all me, that is the hard learned lesson slowly coming to light, my reactions and sufferings are my own, the world I live in flows from my deep subjectivity making my desire to be objective impossible though it is not a fool’s errand to try. I am often swallowed, devoured like Jonah, the belly… Read More ›
Good Friday: Riding Westward
Let man’s soul be a sphere, and then, in this, Th’ intelligence that moves, devotion is; And as the other spheres, by being grown Subject to foreign motion, lose their own, And being by others hurried every day, Scarce in a year their natural form obey; Pleasure or business, so, our souls admit For their… Read More ›
Holy Thursday: The meal
So simple bread and wine the common food of common people, so everyday, yet a staple needed for life. He took the bread, broke it, the wine also in its simple cup, saying, this is my body, broken for you for the remission of sin and blood, eat in remembrance of what I am about… Read More ›
Holy Thursday: Some thoughts
Together they gathered for Passover, for his followers it was what they have always done in the past, not knowing that something different was about to be implemented, so as Jesus watched seeing those he loved and cherished, filled with a loneliness that no other could bear, knowing that soon very soon, one would betray,… Read More ›
Ash Wednesday
The palms once green used in procession to honor the Christ before his passion began, are now black ashes, their life having run it course, sitting before us asking us what we see in the dark silent fruit of their now extinct lives. So placed on our foreheads in prophetic utterance they speak, pointing to… Read More ›
Contradiction
I admire your faith that is so deep, dedication is your natural way of being, for all your life you have sought and now in your latter years, after much struggle you have found peace. You smile at my angst filled introspections wishing I could just let go and live in the moment, “accept what… Read More ›