Uprooted and Reorienting Fear

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The word “transplant,” both verb and noun, is from Late Latin, transplantare, trans-“across” + plantare “to plant”. It means to move from one place and place to another…remove, uproot, reorient, shift. We gardeners do this often for the health of the plant, for better balance in the landscape, or to open up space for other [Read More...]

Thanks all. The Sabbatical is Over.

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After three weeks away from social media, and limited on-line work, I feel refreshed and ready to write. A special thank you goes out to the people that kept my blog going while I was retreating. Marty Rymarz, an oblate brother and upcoming writer, was kind enough to write two main posts, A Walk through [Read More...]

Feast day of St. Therese of Lisieux, the Little Flower

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On this first day of October, as we take our daily walk through the prayer garden, it seems so very appropriate that the Saint of the day is St. Therese of Lisieux. A Carmelite nun, St. Therese is, of course, lovingly known as the “Little Flower” and is the patron saint of florists. As someone [Read More...]

A Walk through the Garden

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For those of you taking your daily walk through the beautiful prayer garden that is Margaret Realy’s blog post, you may notice a different gardener today. As Margaret is on retreat for a few weeks, she has very kindly allowed me to help tend to her garden while she is away. As an Oblate novice [Read More...]

The Threat of a Listener

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I’m catching on to why its so unsettling to be in the presence of chatty elderly women. Its because I like to do and there is nothing to be done beyond my presence. In my discomfort I default to what is most familiar, silence, and listening. Here is the problem. When you’re dealing with someone who is a good [Read More...]

Short at One End Coming to Christ

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I’m still trying to find my place as a pray-er among the residents at the women’s care facility. As an introvert and hermit, and with what little social skills I possess, the challenge is large. I had been given a list of names of the women who are Catholic and ambled to each room to [Read More...]

Wilting in the Bright Light of Annie’s Need

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Exiting my car at the women’s care facility, I saw there were plastic grocery bags sitting atop a picnic table, in the shady end of the lot. Within them were dozens of perennials that had been dug from someone’s garden. The bags were crumpled, the cardboard boxes were warped, and the plants they contained were [Read More...]

Intimacy Relearned

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A pair of Mourning Doves rested beside the massive zucchini leaves near the bird bath. They cooed, crouching in the warm soil, and rubbing their heads along each others beak and neck. Scratching the soil with their feet they created a shallow divot. They tucked themselves down into the earthen bowl to lay close together, [Read More...]

An Abrasive Solitude

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One cannot live the life of an anchorite with an expectation of companionship. The journey to draw closer to God often means a journey away from people. To bring Christ into our world is to serve others; to draw closer to God is to leave all behind. It is a paradox. The challenges I face [Read More...]

ISIS, the Evil Simply Revealed

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No matter how I tried to write about the horrors in the Middle East, words failed me.  Still do. Those who suffered martyrdom as Christians faced the hard truth of evil, and the simple truth of the immediacy of Heaven. This video speaks volumes for those of us who cannot find words. Let us continue our [Read More...]


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