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Surrender is What Makes a Pilgrimage
My heart feels called to pilgrimage once again. I have embarked on many pilgrimages in my life. Some span a few hours (think the Basilica of the Little Flower) and some have spanned months (think Peru). Some have been intentional and some have been quite unintentional. Unintentional for me, anyway. God always knows what he…
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seeing the world upside down
Conversion is a bit like seeing the world upside down. Something once familiar is now familiar, but not. I once heard a story about St. Francis of Assisi, that after his conversion he came out from a cave and saw the world suddenly as if it were upside down. Completely differently. He saw at once…
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The Still Small Voice
I am amazingly grateful for the way God speaks to me. It’s true, what they say. He has a still, small voice. Something you would miss if you weren’t paying attention, something tailored to me, perfectly conformed to the way that my heart moves, infinitely romantic and lovely. He speaks to me in signs, synchronicities…
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I am a contemplative
I now accept that I am a contemplative. I think of all the years I have tried to be someone else. I have tried to be outgoing and forward-thinking and to write in order to attract followers. To give advice, to be a guide. I have tried to have something tangible to offer. I wanted…
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Metanoia
I am turning around, encountering myself where I started, but not where I started. Encountering myself in the center of a God I thought I lost. Submerged in the ocean, but not perceiving water. Suddenly I bob to the surface and swallow a breath of air, and see the water I have been searching for…
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Learning Portuguese Update
This week I have been inspired to work on my Portuguese. My history with Portuguese is splotchy. I started studying it in September. I immediately downloaded Duolingo to help me get started, switched my HelloTalk preference from Spanish to Portuguese, made some flash cards in Anki, chatted with some new people in Portuguese through HelloTalk….