Reflections on the journey towards wholeness; On the peace that finds us when, relieved from trying to become somehow "better", we live true to ourselves; And on the freedom found when our "belovedness" moves from a pious concept to the living breathing person we can be in the world.
Practitioners of Zen Buddhism wrestle with a teaching story of a master questioning a pilgrim: Dizang, the teacher, asks the pilgrim Fayan, "Where are you going?" Fayan says, "Around on pilgrimage." Dizang then asks, "What is the purpose of pilgrimage?" Fayan replies, "I don't know." Dizang responds, "Not knowing is most intimate.”Read
“We are all people...We are one family; we all live in the same house…it is better to love than to hate; it is better to be loved than divided.” - Representative John Lewis, 2016Read
A post on St. Ignatius Loyola might seem to make the above title incongruous, but a love story is at the heart of the man. Ignatius, a Basque mystic who in the 16th century founded The Society of Jesus, whom we know as Jesuits, wrote that the everyday world is the medium in which love is encountered and embraced, and that in this exchange our humanity reaches its fulfillment.Read
Loving and voting rarely make it into the same sentence, especially now when what I love would most likely apply only to loving to see the other side lose. But what we love must be in the heart of that circle we fill in on our ballot. To do otherwise is to waste a moment when we actually get to stand up and make a statement about ‘who I am,’ and stake our claim that what we hold in our hearts is worth my vote.Read
“Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.” I was sitting on a beach a few years ago looking out on the ocean. There was nothing especially notable about that particular day, not one of those brilliantly clear vistas, in fact it was a warm morning with the sun making the horizon hazy and indistinct. There were a few birds flying past, a faint call off from the distance. In short, there was nothing of any postcard significance, just a warm morning along the Pacific coast.Read
Meister Eckhart, a fourteenth century Dominican friar, theologian and mystic, got himself in hot water with the Church when he wrote: "When God laughs at the soul and the soul laughs back at God, the persons of the Trinity are begotten. When the Father laughs at the Son and the Son laughs back at the Father, that laughter gives pleasure, that pleasure gives joy, that joy gives love, and that love is the Holy Spirit."Read