a day out of clean silkwashed like a child that’s lived for daysin fever, the light pure and perfectand nothing troubled left in all the worlda day to love a neighbourto see in the young field’s promiseGod rippling and strong, unquestionablefour men gathered from the
Christine was recently interviewed about Give Me a Word and Breath Prayer. She also has an article about Mechthild of Magdeburg in U.S. Catholic. Mechthild of Magdeburg: Poet of Divine Love ~ Article in U.S. Catholic Image: Peter Paul Metz, Mechthild of Magdeburg, 1896, St.
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Natalie Gould’s reflection Unchosen Habits. I’ve chosen monk-like paths. At twenty-four, I bought hiking boots and moved to the Isle of Mull
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I just read of your upcoming travels. I am thrilled for you, Christine.
I lost my dear Jud on February 24. We were so lucky to have a year in which he had time he felt good and had a wonderful three weeks in Barcelona and Southern France. All the more, I say, go for it!
Fondly,
Suz
While my only experience of Paris was an early-morning shuttle-bus ride from one train station to another, the photography reminds me of the bits of beauty I encountered in Spain. There is a phenominal staircase in the University of Salamanca that so took me by surprise that I nearly didn’t dare to step up on it. Its curve and carve invited contemplation and touch, following those thousands of students who had preceeded me along that way. I found in that city a connection with the people of Spain that will not let me go.
makes me love more–the painting in my living room of a tree in Lancaster…that says Be still and know that I am God.
Our roots are in Paris.
We can always go back in our minds eye.
Love all the photos, but especially the wonderful,proud lion. You found Aslan in Paris!
Gorgeous photos that leave me wishing I were there again.