Who Cares
Two reflections in one day? Seems like I was really into my rosary meditations in the summer of 2003, with this one and the one I posted last week both … Continue Reading Who Cares
Blighted
“The blight’s takin’ her slow, limb by limb,” said the man with the saw, flanneled arms crossed, looking at the pear tree with its hard and gnarled fruit, some naked, … Continue Reading Blighted
Rooted
Rooted. A nice way of saying “stuck.” This tree is stuck, it cannot move unless a force shall blow, or chop, it down dead. Never roaming to distant lands, or … Continue Reading Rooted
Patient
Note the patience of a violet who, when heavy with bee, droops and bows and nearly breaks, as the strange creature bumbles deep within; brought low to the ground, she … Continue Reading Patient
Earth Day: Rocky Mountain High
One morning, as he was taking care of me, my dad had John Denver’s song, Rocky Mountain High, in his head, so he asked our smart speaker to play it. … Continue Reading Earth Day: Rocky Mountain High
of false gods
I first wrote this poem in 2016, on April 1, and called it “April’s Fool.” My own personal experiences inspired the writing, though my experiences weren’t so blatant. Poetry is … Continue Reading of false gods
The Myth about Stars
The myth about stars is that they’re far from where we are. You, to a grain of sand at distant end of beach, may seem colossally out of reach ‘midst … Continue Reading The Myth about Stars
Heavy Blessing of Snow
Note: This poem is about renewal. It was prescheduled, so it is NOT about current events. Snow is snow, which is quite familiar in New England. As I would like … Continue Reading Heavy Blessing of Snow
As Autumn Leaves
The mask of bright-leafed gaiety drops away and displays the bare truth, vulnerable and thin without the show of exuberance. Let’s not pretend, you and I, that life is easy … Continue Reading As Autumn Leaves
The Gift
A bit of poetry, musing on Creation, Autumn … and Mother … She, the flora of forests and fields, gives herself beautifully in the berries that she yields and the … Continue Reading The Gift
Beautiful and Unchangeable
A moment of beauty and truth. Still taking my online enrichment course on evolution and human dignity while also busy with the marketing of my book (gulp), this week’s reflection … Continue Reading Beautiful and Unchangeable
Revolution: a poem
Trees to climb up and hills to roll down. But, not for me. “It’s okay,” I tell my friends at school, “You can go down and play in the … Continue Reading Revolution: a poem
Metamorphic Metanoia
This week, continuing my summer of poetry, something a bit biographical and a bit whimsical. The story of all of our lives — if we let it be. Metamorphic Metanoia … Continue Reading Metamorphic Metanoia
Soft Rains: Sara Teasdale
In the midst of our divisive, too often violent world, I have often found myself resting back on this poem: (War Time) There will come soft rains and the smell of … Continue Reading Soft Rains: Sara Teasdale
Permanent link to The Navajos and Saint Patrick
Spring is in the sunlight and the bird song—if not quite in the still winter air—and Spring is my favorite season with all of its tender, yet raucous beauty. With the wonders of the created world in mind, and with St. Patrick’s Day approaching, I’m sharing again this reflection on two meditations/invocations from two very different cultures across time. Or are they very different? Note how beauty is in the same places as Christ, and Christ the same as beauty.
Read it here: The Navajos and Saint Patrick
(St. Patrick, pray for us!)
The Beautiful Burden of Snow
Snow day today! So, I’m sharing a video that I made at the beginning of this year, during a nor’easter… © 2018 Christina Chase Photo by Damian McCoig on Unsplash
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