Late in the evening when the house is still, The quiet can feel like an absence. I have known that darkness and The prayer that comes with it. It makes the heart ache and The mind vacant. There's the Name too. It's hard to whisper in those moments Because the fear of His abandonment feels real And the desire for wisdom seems fake. I've been there. I'll bet you have, too. It makes you close your eyes and Hold your arms tightly across your waist. Eventually .... and There's alw

I spoke to the moon once and All I heard was the light of the night. I spoke to the sun too and All I heard was the heat of the day. I spoke to the sky and All I heard was the wisps of the clouds. I spoke to a tree and All I heard was the creaking of branches. I spoke to the rain and All I heard was the patter of droplets. I spoke to the ocean and All I heard was the rolling of waves. Then, I got to thinking ... These things that I saw and that I heard ... gave me peace ... A

There is never enough sky for the contemplative And no mountain tall enough for the hesychast. There is never enough sand in the desert...

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

Stop talking to yourself. And Stop talking to others Who cannot stop Talking about themselves. These are the gods of Your own self-making that Demand you worship them Instead of the one, true God. While there is no doubt that... Self-awareness is vital. Self-respect is necessary. Self-care preserves the life Each was given by God. There comes a point... When self-talk becomes Quite plainly, self-love. And group-talk becomes Quite plainly, group-love. This is narcissism and Fu

To love and be loved is The greatest gift In Heaven and on Earth. It's like this... Looking at someone Looking at you with Eyes that see your soul Hearing someone Hearing you with Ears that hear your heart Holding someone Holding you with Hands that hold your love. Now imagine this... God created you and me Out of nothing. Out of nothing? Except for love, an eternal love. A love that sees, hears, holds, And knows ...really knows You and me. With immensity And such unbelievabl

While we await Our eternal return To fully live in God, It is our job and our joy to commune with Him By entering into the divine discourse that Requires no words. While the Eucharist is the fount and summit of All created interface with the Holy Trinity, Personal prayer is the daily guarantor that We seek in order to bind in union the divinity We share by the energies of God with that Divinity, which is God’s in Essence. The prayers we offer to, for, and with God, Rather th

An inestimable gulf exists Between what I am And what You made me to be. That is why I stare with longing Across the waters That lie between us. Maybe that's the point? Of this life lived so long On the shore of desire, To stand watch For what is true and real To seek and to find the Divine. Oh, this journey of mine! I hope and I love I hear, I see, and I know You are the One that Keeps me, while here, Only to walk upon the bridge Built by Christ and Sanctified by Your Spiri

I pretend and pretend and pretend To want what others want. But the truth is I don't. I don't care about status or trends I don't care about politics or position. I don't care about nations or businesses. They're all just part of the labyrinthine flight from God. All I want is a simple Liturgy And Eucharist And prayer And thinking about prayer And reading about prayer And writing about prayer And talking about prayer And looking at art that expresses prayer And listening to m

Inhumanity reigns Everyone, each and all Climbing and scraping Shouting and reacting! These words are tried, And they're never enough. Those actions, too Recycled through and through. Desire simplicity, A most intimate space. Speaking candidly To a higher face. Not as a slave and In absence of fear. Without shame and Devoid of guilt. Filled with innocence And complete with trust. It is always a surprise, Just how familiar it is. This is prayer, A conversation with God, A cont