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My First Book of Poetry

In this life I’ve not travelled much outside North America. Go deep, an inner voice instructed, and so I let that happen first on the boundary waters of Minnesota and Ontario, and then in a convent beside the Red River of the North. In the middle of li…

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Easy Power

Easy power.   I heard these two words during my tennis lesson on Saturday and they stopped me mid-swing. Easy power. What we’re looking for is easy power, Gail, tennis instructor said.  I asked her to clarify. She went on to explain that the racquet does the work if your body and mind are lined […]

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O RULER OF ALL NATIONS

O RULER OF ALL NATIONSTRUE DESIRE OF OUR HEARTSYOU ARE THE CORNERSTONEBINDING ALL OF USINTO A HOME FOR GODCOMEFREE US WHOM YOU HAVE FORMED FROM EARTHMy heart aches as I meditate on this antiphon. All the centuries of our tearing apart of this earthly h…

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O RULER OF ALL NATIONS

O RULER OF ALL NATIONS

TRUE DESIRE OF OUR HEARTS

YOU ARE THE CORNERSTONE

BINDING ALL OF US

INTO A HOME FOR GOD

COME

FREE US

WHOM YOU HAVE FORMED FROM EARTH

My heart aches as I meditate on this antiphon. All the centuries of our tearing apart of this earthly home which is not so much a place for us as it is our very body. We are the body yearning. We are the body yearning for that alchemy, that binding, that element of Being, that Suprapersonal Light, that Transformer, that True Light that enlightens everyone who comes into the world. 

We are the heart of the One. we are the mind of the One. We are the mouth through which the Word is spoken. We are the feet and the hands and the wombs. We are the wings. We are the cry, the song, the calling of whales. We are the seas. We are the mountains and rivers and lands. Why do we tear ourself apart? We are the woman on her knees weeping for her children. We are Rachel  and our children are the stars. We are the sky and we are the caves reaching to the center.  

How can I say it? The blood of God flows through us all. How can I find the words? Oh desired One, you do not come; you are already here, but we don’t see you, feel you, know you in our poor abused body. Our brother, Paul, could see when he questioned: Can I say to my hand, “I have no need of you?” Our sister, Mechtilde, knew when she wrote: “The day of my spiritual awakening was the day that I saw, and knew that I saw, all things in God and God in all things.” Our brother, Francis, recognized the kinship of all creatures in one living bodyBrother Sun, Sister Moon, even Sister Death, because I can die and you can die and the Body of God remains.

O Ruler of all nations, O Holy One, O Cornerstone that unites us, touch our eyes and hearts to see who we really are. In all this vastness each is a reflection of the All. In loving anything we increase the One Eternal Love we are and have always been.

O RULER OF ALL NATIONS, COME

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A Love Too Much

Alyce Klimek, 18 years oldBefore the mother is a mother she is the one her child will never know. Here she is before Mary Jane existed, in 1929, before the tuberculosis, before marriage, before even falling in love. How completely happy she looks, lean…

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A Love Too Much

Alyce Klimek, 18 years oldBefore the mother is a mother she is the one her child will never know. Here she is before Mary Jane existed, in 1929, before the tuberculosis, before marriage, before even falling in love. How completely happy she looks, lean…

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Thanks Guys!

Three awesome businesses in Ashland, OR have been featuring my work – Smithfields of course has been an awesome venue and inspiration – check out the new kids menu (and you may think it should be kids’ or even kid’s, this is an ongoing controversy), anyway, it’s a foray into illustration for me.  Loved doing […]

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For Marge and the Dealy family, with all our love.

This world is not my home.  I’m just passing through. My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. The angels beckon me from heaven’s open door And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore. Oh Lord, you … Continue reading

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The Burial of Jesus

This photo was taken from DomKirken (the Dome Church) in Copenhagen, Denmark. The following passage is taken from The Narrated Bible, a Bible arranged in chronological order. The Burial of Jesus Even in Jesus’ burial a remarkable story unfolds involving … Continue reading

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The Lord’s Prayer

“And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full. … Continue reading

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