Bear down.These contractions are birthing a new world.It is labor.But you have always longed to Be this Mother.You have waited endless starless nightspregnant with Divine Light.The Christ in your heart-wombspins like a new earth,pushing its head against your softness. I know it hurts.What did you expect?Waters have to break,the heart must dilate.Ask Mary what it felt …
The fires of my heart, like the corona of the Son are burning away the dross, the old, the parts of self that are too dense; unremarkable thought systems, which worked for a time to navigate within the world, but now anchor me in unhealthy attachments. These aspects of my thinking tether my heart to …
… we are witnesses of all things which he did both in the land of the Jews, and in Jerusalem; whom they slew and hanged on a tree. Luke, Acts 10:39 Trees have been servants of humanity from our inception. They are providers of heat, food, shade, shelter, tools and transportation. But they are also servants of human cruelty, become …
The night before His crucifixion, Jesus washed the feel of his disciples saying,A new commandment I give unto you: That you love one another, as I have loved you, that you also love one another. (John 13:34) He bent low with a pot of water as the Apostles squirmed with shame and resistance. Surely this was beneath …
Eulogy Thank you for attending this Mass in celebration of our Mother, Maria Antonieta Spadaro- Scalice- Palermo Who was Mary to most everybody It is the Christmas season, a time of rebirth, the ending of the long labor of advent, of waiting. Within us we carried the seed of Our Father, making of our lives …
Jan 7, 2020 When the Body is Gone We rise into the blue mantle of sky. She invites us to soar, to aim these silver wings toward home. I notice the higher we climb, the greater I fall. My heart sinks. Mama’s ashes have been ceremoniously put in the crypt. Her life celebration is …
The Last Days Hospice I lose count, of days, of money, of calories. The latter may seem trifle. But in the mental maze of small mind it has been an abacus. Sharp ideas have lost their point. I have tried to make sense of the senseless, to mitigate the meaning, the process of death. With …
Hospice Christ These words rise up. She who has given a moment to God finds herself embraced in the arms of The Everlasting. I have given this pause, one little thought offered on the altar, more of a cry for love than love extended, and yet It opens, even now in the midst of pain …
Dear Hearts, What is life without mind? What does mind have to do with quality of life? These are my inquiries of the past few days. I share them as I look toward our circle, girded up by the daily lessons of A Course In Miracles, lifted by gratitude for the experience that comes to …
Dear Hearts, I have been with my Mama in Florida for a few days. If you have been reading my notes, you already know Mom suffers with dementia, forgetting so thoroughly, she locked her aide out of the house and called the police. Three times she called for help, fearing an intruder. I am grateful she …