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(For the past several months, I’ve participated in a group organized by Oasis Ministries that meets for monthly silent retreat days. We meet one Saturday a month at an old farm turned retreat center near Elizabethown, PA.) I arrive in the nick of time,...
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“I think I was hoping today would be some kind of magical time of rest and renewal,” I said to the gathered circle of participants as we reflected together at the end of our day of silent retreat. There were several smiles and at least one good snort as I...
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The vicar general, shying away from ‘paganism’ hangs back and sits under a tree reading the guidebook. I am able to approach the Buddhas barefoot and undisturbed, my feet in wet grass, wet sand. – Thomas Merton describing his visit to the sleeping Budhas in the...
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“So, how do you pray right now?” she asks, “Mostly prayers on the fly?” “Yes,” I say, thankful to hear that my repetitive refrains of “please, please, please” count for something. ...
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The way a snowflake melts into a river, this is one way to explain it; the way everything is changed and yet what was remains, now part of something more. This post is linked with dVerse Poets Pub. Photo credit:...
