Now, as the beneficiary of a lovely Catholic convent education (With a tonn of experience of telling fibs inside the Confessional. Judge not!), Continue reading Have you ever experienced PEACE? (A story about another’s faith)
Deciding who gets a front row seat in the movie that is our lives isn’t exactly as simple as ordering a large popcorn and Slush Puppie. Continue reading The Front Row II (A short reflection on CHANGE)
And I bet you’ve dipped in and out of books, religion, dark incense clouded rooms and travel in a quest to closer to the “answers”. We all have! Continue reading Is THIS it? (A reflection on why the h#ck we are here)
My approach to its healing has been quite simple, actually. Like a good mother, I have looked primarily at INFECTION PREVENTION. Continue reading Do you have a heart-wound after a LOSS? If so, come listen to my story….
My prayer that morning was a simple one : I asked that the same one that made the waves, the same one that made my sad heart, would hold my mother in tenderness as she traveled back “home”. Continue reading A Prayer Answered
Hardly 24 hours after my mother died, someone walked up to me with the soul (yes soul) purpose of telling me that they were “angry” with me. They felt further entitled to pour out the details, as though I had any capacity whosoever to indulge such a “sharing” at that particular moment in my life. The more I reflected on that emotional ambush … Continue reading The Call to Rip off the Band-Aid
The old lady had lost her daughter 50 years ago. She had been standing on a pavement, minding her own business, when she was knocked by a car. She died instantly. She was just a young girl. Continue reading Do YOU Over Promise and Under Deliver?
What a pity, he didn’t FEEL like a hero because once he had evacuated each one of us, he sat down, lit a cigarette and he burst out crying! Continue reading Car Crash in Tunisia
You can imagine my “feelings” when more than 20 years later, I read about Sister Stephanie on the front page of the newspaper last week. To read about murder was horrible enough. To hear that she was raped too turned my stomach! Continue reading Let your “feelings” guide you home (Sister Stephanie)
At her funeral, her son said “My mom was an angel. My angel”. Then he turned to his schoolmates, hundreds of young boys all dressed in their school blazers and said “….and I am so jealous of you guys, because you still have your moms. Mine is gone”. Continue reading Angel