It has taken several hours of willpower and self-control not to go on another political rant today. Thanks to the current dreary weather in Berlin,
It has taken several hours of willpower and self-control not to go on another political rant today. Thanks to the current dreary weather in Berlin,
“Light cannot see inside things. That is what the dark is for:Minding the interior, Nurturing the draw of growthThrough places where death In its own
I have had a lot of silent conversations with God lately. It was during my Jesuit education days in university that I learned the magical
My parents send me spiritual messengers in the form of birds – sparrows from Mommy as encouragement and reassurance, pigeons from Daddy as reminders of
“The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;It rains, and the wind is never weary;The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,But at every gust the dead leaves fall,And the day is dark and dreary.“ It was cold and rainy in Berlin today, and as I watched the large tree outside my window sway back and forth in the
“Awaken to the mystery of being hereand enter the quiet immensity of your own presence.Have joy and peace in the temple of your senses. Receive