Love Is the Path of Least Resistance

  The only way to break through it is to work through it. A breakup is really a breakthrough, if you can look at the other side of the coin. Just flip it. See what’s on the other side. And learn to see the whole picture. I remember when I first had my breakthrough in…

He Is Near

“Cause what if your blessings come through raindrops? What if your healing comes through tears? What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near?” I know this to be true, because I have lived through raindrops, tears, and a thousand sleepless nights. I have blessings, and healing, and I know…

The Scar

* * * In Vita, the monks record her entering the monastery of St Disibod ‘in order to be buried with Christ and with him rise to immortality.’ – Hildegard of Bingen by Fiona Maddocks * * * “Why do you have these cuts on your hands? Oh, there’s more…” M said the other day….

I Am No Hippie

He has a very intense job where he controls the power center for all telecommunication networks for a big name company. He also has his own business that he’s been building up for the past 4 years. This is his second business after his first attempt that left him with no money but a lot…

Let’s Go

  Here comes another sun, another morning. Let’s go. Everything is brand new, and no day is a better than today to start living.   So let’s go. 

It’s Me and God Tonight

I am looking at the picture that Neil took of me. In it, I look so sad… My eyes are gazing outside the window and I am lifting the curtain.. as if.. as if I am waiting for someone to arrive. I have such longing in my eyes.. and it feels like the eyes are…

Confused and Happy

I am descending the long stoney path leading me down to the parking lot from the monastery. Last time I walked down this path was last October after I had just been told that the community cannot receive me. Was that really less than a year ago? I had some gut back then. I laugh…

Something Relaxing

By the grace of God, I am given a long weekend of silent retreat at my favorite monastery in Virginia. It’s timing cannot be more perfect as I am facing some life changing decisions. Of course, every small decision we make on daily basis are all life changing, but some are particularly bigger than the…

What Do You Want to Be?

I sit on the second level of my gallery this late afternoon and start writing my first essay here in the writing room. Through the grey see-through curtain, I can see the giant tree hovering over this yellow historic house that’s trying to become something. For the first two months it desperately wanted to become…