
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
Wheelchair Reflections of Sacred Wonder
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
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
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
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
from Sermons 241, on the occasion of Easter 411 A.D. Through faith and reason we witness the seen and the unseen, the profound beauty of God’s creative love—love that never … Continue Reading Beautiful and Unchangeable
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
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
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!)
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
Today is the Solemnity of All Saints, or All Saints Day. That word “Solemnity” does rather make us think of somber and serious things, but serious, vitally important things do … Continue Reading Favorite Saints Who Love Earth
Summer is slowly, inevitably, falling to winter. This week, I invite you to poetically reflect with me on a tender moment from two springs ago. Glad for the Day Artificial … Continue Reading Glad for the Day
My brain is on vacation, as evidenced by this post. 🙂 Ground Control Some see a lawn in need of mowing, Others see a meadow with wildflowers growing. … Continue Reading A Silly Bit of Poetry
Sharing some thoughts in verse(ish). Perspective I sit beneath the Oak on a breezy summer day – cloud-puffed sky, sun through the leaves, lichen growing on the rain dark … Continue Reading A Little Poetic Musing
A Winter’s worth of snow is melting away, for nothing living and new can Spring from frozen soil. The white crystal kingdom is becoming the watery realm of liquid rivulets … Continue Reading The Awakening
Sacred Scripture on Beauty and Truth…. For the first reading at my funeral (read more about that HERE) I would like these words from The Book of Wisdom proclaimed. This … Continue Reading Lasting Words: The Book of Wisdom