A cool breeze Moves through the Late afternoon like a Generous thought. Unhurried Unannounced Loosening the hold of the new Heat, which waits patiently To take on everything and Everyone. Never asking, just arriving and Demanding summer. But the wind, sudden and full, Spills out from the ocean and Stretches across the sky Insisting on spring and lots of laughter The most human of sounds. Unguarded, contagious, and Committed to briefly abolishing All the seriousness of life. R

Have you ever stepped outside Just before sunrise and Right after sunset? What did you notice? The sun, certainly. And the moon, too. But what about them? Each arrived with a unique, and equally Exquisite opening act. Both disappeared with their own Version of a curtain call, too. But in different ways. The sun is bold and generous. It floods the world with deep Confidence, knowing, and purpose. Its setting is a lavish surrender of Molten amber, dusky rose, and slow ceremony

Spring's light does not arrive by force, But by a slow, faithful return. Each day grows longer, and What was once frozen strives to become A little more alive. Discernment shares this rhythm. There's rarely a blazing stroke of clarity, No sign carved bright in the sky. But a patient, quiet thaw. A subtle brightening, a gentle breathing. The soul leans into this warming Because it waits for the Spirit To whisper through what clamors. Stirring the inner life Relieving the soul

Bleak winters and Bright Summers Falls that are crisp and Springs that brighten the spirit. There's never a time that Lacks love, save the hearts that Cry for help and souls that Search the dead. Even so, the barren ground still Holds the colorful promise That under a cold silence New green is being kept. And we, like the seasons, Return and returning, To find something deep within. A warmth, a light A sprig of peace Watered by the tears that Wash away the fear, and Give birt

Intercede for me and pray for my spiritual sons and daughters so that we may have a stable foundation of deep prayer and a ministry of healing the afflicted. Please keep me close so that I may have strength to walk with everyone who comes for confession and spiritual guidance. Thank you for teaching me about essence, energies, uncreated light, and the Jesus Prayer. I am especially grateful for your wise and holy counsel because it gave me a pathway to explain the divinely ins

I fixated on the many shades set against The yellow, late afternoon sun as I was staring out the window. I hadn't planned to be there, Exactly in that moment, and I didn't know why it caught my eye. But there I was Transfixed by the Greenest of leaves Bluest of skies Grayest of clouds and Deadest of eyes Focused only on What was in front of them ... Instead of Creation. The sheer wonder of its Goodness, and Beauty The absolute Truth of its Complexity and simultaneous Simplici

You leaders of the bodiless powers ... you divine ministers ...you guardians ...you protectors of mankind ...we humbly ask you to intercede for us before God ...to deliver us from the wiles of the evil ones ...to teach us how to defend the faith ...and to strengthen us so that we can protect those who need our sheltering love. Today is the synaxis (i.e., coming together to praise) of the Archangel Michael and the other Bodiless Powers who are named in Holy Scripture and Holy

I stare high up at the sky and I see you. I peer deep into the ocean and I see you. And yet, I do not see you. I heed the echo of the mountains and I hear you. I hearken to the stillness of the desert and I hear you. And yet, I do not hear you. When the wind blows across my face, I feel you. When the waves wash over me, I feel you. And yet, I do not feel you. Taste and smell are Like that, too. Known and yet unknown... Again and again and again. Still... I know You are near m

Ways shallow that Weigh down. Panes clouded that Pain all around. Minds confused and Mines that are fused. Traps that are lain and Slaps that remain. Evil sows and Chaos ensues. Humans pursue and Death reaps... The not too few. What is one to do? Eyes closed and Mind still. Breaths deep and Heart open. Acquire the Spirit Who is and Who was And ever shall be the Heavenly King. Comforter Spirit of Truth Breath of God, and Giver of Life. Holy Spirit stained-glass window (Cathedr

When in the morning A light breeze awakens my mind, I remember You walked the earth. When in the afternoon A hot gust shutters my senses, I remember You suffered on the cross. When in the evening A cool wind enlivens my heart, I remember You resurrected on the third day. When in the night A silence settles over the cosmos, I remember You ascended into Heaven. All this? For me? For us? And there's more? Unworthy as I am, I ecstatically await With bated breath For the coming of