Reflections

Drinking our cup is not simply adapting ourselves to a bad situation and trying to use it as well as we can.

Courage is not the towering oak that sees storms come and go; it is the fragile blossom that opens in the snow.

Sister Pat Farrell, Jan. 7, 2019
When before the beauty of a sunset or a mountain, you pause and exclaim, “Ah,” you are participating in divinity. Joseph Campbell, Ancient Hindu Text

Oft hope is born when all is forlorn.

There is light in the darkness.

This is a Chihuly glass work.

There is a perfectly still moment right before dawn, when the sun gathers itself and then steps into the dark world and everything is so filled with light that any doubts from that long night are barely a memory.

by Sister Ruth Droege, Dec. 16, 2018
During this advent season and Christmas time, I have to admit that I struggled against feeling like Scrooge, not only because of the fall which fractured my shoulder but also because of the reports of violence and war on the news. Peace on earth and good will to men seemed a distant hope.