“What is this life, if full of care, we have no time to stand and stare?” (W.H.Davies) At the beginning of October, someone jokingly remarked to me that “there are only 11 Fridays to Christmas”! That really took my breath away! We move so quickly from one season to another, one celebration to another. We talk of not having “enough” ...

“Why am I so favoured?” Luke 1:130 In Monica Brown’s chant, “Invisible Mystery”, she sings about “sacredness enfolding us here and now”. This enfolding conjures up for me the image of the Trinity, wrapped around my being, making me aware, once again, that I am part of the Trinitarian Mystery. God reveals Trinity in the depths of my being, yes, ...

A cloudless sky, sun-soaked and azure for a canopy. A vast expanse of surging sea and gleaming sand: a carpet for my feet. The cry of gulls my music, and cool whisper of a breeze, my fan. And all unseen, my God unfurls His Plan to captivate me! I hear Him breathing through the trees , see Him peering out ...

In Laudato Si, Pope Francis reminds us of how St. Francis of Assisi’s great admiration for nature inspired him to ask that a section of the Friary garden remain uncultivated, so that wild flowers and herbs could grow there undisturbed. Nature has a wonderful way of helping us to raise our minds and hearts to God, our creator, in praise ...

Immigrants arriving in London-1850s London, Birmingham, Manchester and Glasgow in the 1850s onwards experienced a time of development and growth. Many of our museums, hospitals, libraries and railways in London were built by many immigrants during the Victorian era. Prince Albert and his team of architectural developers relied heavily on the skilled workmanship from Europe, Ireland and from the Empire. ...

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April Music – Poem by S.J. Goldner I’d like to spend April, sitting on a hill, with a mushroom for a parasol and violets for a frill. And the wind for a violin, to play spring tunes, and the blossoms in the treetops, for gay balloons. I’d like to spend April sitting on a mound, watching for the flowers to ...

“On one such occasion the Shepherd said to Much-Afraid, “When you continue your journey there may be much mist and cloud. Perhaps it may even seem as though everything you have seen here of the High Places was just a dream, or the work of your own imagination. But you have seen reality and the mist which seems to swallow ...

We all know that God is a God of surprises, but I never expected to experience something so ordinary, and yet, paradoxically so extraordinary! Last Saturday afternoon, I decided to cook frozen, green, garden, peas for our midday meal.  While I was engaged in other activities, I could hear them bubbling happily in the pot.  As I rarely cook this ...