Observing Holy Week as a Silent Retreat here so a quiet time for islandings..
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Blessings and peace...
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Many years ago a dear friend, an nun, said. "Whenever I see a daisy I want to worship." When I see daisies, I remember her. Sma... -
No wind and early sun. It never lasts when at first light but sweet all the same. What sounded like rain was the tide rising on the stony sh...
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acquiescing to the changing, peacening in the seasons' inevitability and wisdom. Now, the year is passing; season changing. No longer ...
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