Seventh day in the Octave of Christmas, December 31 – Reading

Seventh day in the Octave of Christmas, December 31 – Reading

"If I Should not Wake Up in the Morning"

~In Dedication to my sister, Sharon, who died on 23 March, of this year, after a

long battle, with cancer. Though the disease conquered her body, it could never

conquer her incredibly Brave and Beautiful Spirit.

On Christmas Day, of this year,

her husband, David, completed his earthly Journey,

joining his wife, and long-time companion, of many years.

May God comfort those who mourn...

~We Remember Sharon and David...We Remember!

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~If I should not wake up in the morning

Remember that I love you.

 

As the Morning Sun

Streams through the window

I will be in every ray.

As you walk along an empty beach

With seemingly just the sound 

Of the Surf for company

It will be saying;

"I am here."

In the Midst of the greatest Storm

With a Hurricane Force wind blowing

It will be shouting;

"I am with you, Always." 

In the Darkness of the Night

When you are sleeping

And your slumber is disturbed

By a sound, that you are not sure

That you really did hear

It is only me Whispering-

That I am Near.

Remember this,

If I should not wake up one morning.

~ Dusti Rodes c.

U.K.

~Beannaichte'

30 December, 2013

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Sixth day in the Octave of Christmas, 30 December – Reading

Sixth day in the Octave of Christmas, 30 December – Reading

The Holy Family

The Holy Family

"Envoy"

Go, little book,

out of the house and into the world,

carriage made of paper rolling toward town

bearing a single passenger

beyond the reach of this jittery pen

and far from the desk and the nosy gooseneck lamp.

it is time to decamp,

put on the jacket and venture outside,

time to be regarded by other eyes,

bound to be held in foreign hands.

so off you go, infants of the brain,

with a wave and some bits of fatherly advice:

stay out as late as you like,

don't bother to call or write,

and talk to as many strangers as you can.

~ Billy Collins

U.S.A.

~ Beannaichte'

27 December, 2013 

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The Holy Innocents, martyrs

The Holy Innocents, martyrs

1 John 1:5-2:2

1 John 1:5-2:2

"Waterfall"

~I've known rivers

 ancient as the world and older than the flow of blood in human veins.

My Soul has grown deep like the Rivers.

~Langston Hughes

       Going beyond fear begins when we examine our fear; our anxiety, nervousness, concern, and restlessness.  If we look into our fear, if we look beneath the veneer, the first thing we find is sadness, beneath the nervousness.  Nervousness is cranking up, vibrating all the time.  When we slow down, when we relax with our fear, we find sadness, which is calm and gentle. Sadness hits you in the Heart, and your body produces a Tear.  Before you cry, there is a feeling  in your chest and then, after that, you produce tears in your eyes. You are about to produce Rain or a Waterfall in your eyes and you feel sad and lonely and perhaps romantic at the same time.  That is the first tip of fearlessness, and the first sign of real warriorship.  You might think that, when you experience fearlessness, you will hear the opening to Beethoven's Fifth Symphony or see a great explosion in the sky, but it doesn't happen that way. Discovering fearlessness comes from working with the Softness of the human Heart.

~Unknown

~Beannaichte'

26 December, 2013

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Christmas Day – Readings

Christmas Day – Readings

Beannaichte's Blog: "Santa's Christmas Story"

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" River"

~when 

you do

something

from your Soul,

you feel a River

moving,

in

you,

a

Joy...

~Rumi

~Beannaichte'

22 December, 2013

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Sunday of Week 4 of Advent

Sunday of Week 4 of Advent

Beannaichte's Blog: "The Advent Wreath"

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"Remember"

HAVE      HOPE

 BE       STRONG

LAUGH    LOUD

 PLAY       HARD 

LIVE   IN   THE 

 M  O  M  E  N T 

SMILE   OFTEN

 DREAM      BIG  

R E M E M BER 

 YOU ARE LOVED

 AND       NEVER

 NEVER GIVE UP 

~Beannaichte'

19 December, 2013

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Sunday of Week 3 of Advent

Sunday of Week 3 of Advent

"My Friends"...

~ CHRISTOPHER ROBIN  to POOH...

"PROMISE  ME

YOU'LL  ALWAYS  REMEMBER: 

YOU'RE  BRAVER 

THAN  YOU  BELIEVE,

AND  STRONGER  THAN  YOU  SEEM,

AND  SMARTER THAN YOU  THINK."

~Beannaichte'

13 December, 2013

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Saint John of the Cross – Readings

Saint John of the Cross – Readings

Sunday of Week 2 of Advent

Sunday of Week 2 of Advent

"Friends"

~They

Laughed a little harder,

They cried a little softer,

They lived a little stronger,

Because they stood together...

Friends.

~Unknown

~Beannaichte'

2 December, 2013

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Saint Francis Xavier – 3 December

Saint Francis Xavier – 3 December

First Sunday of Advent (A)

First Sunday of Advent (A)

Beannaichte's Blog: "Thanksgiving"

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Christ the King (C)

Christ the King (C)

"Mother God"

 

God to me

Is my dark-haired Mother,

Stroking my forehead

As she lullabies me to sleep.

My Mother is the Earth

And all her Creatures,

The Web that brings us into Relationship

With one another.

God to me

Is the Mother

Who Spills her Essence into the World,

Creating and Calling us to Create

From the wombs of our Being. 

God to me

Is the Mother 

Whose Voice was Drowned out

For most of History,

And yet,

I find her in my Deepest Wisdom,

Alone, I feel her Touch

Upon my brow,

Mothering me still,

Mothering us all.

~Lana Dalberg

~Beannaichte'

22 November, 2013

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The Presentation of the Blessed Virgin Mary

The Presentation of the Blessed Virgin Mary

Living Space St Rose Philippine Duchesne – Readings | Sacred Space

Living Space St Rose Philippine Duchesne – Readings | Sacred Space

Thirty-third Sunday in Ordinary Time (C)

Thirty-third Sunday in Ordinary Time (C)

St Joseph Pignatelli, Priest and Religious, SJ (Memorial)

St Joseph Pignatelli, Priest and Religious, SJ (Memorial)

Thirtieth Sunday of Ordinary Time (C)

Thirtieth Sunday of Ordinary Time (C)

"Connection"

~ We must become the change internally 

that we are searching to bring 

about externally.

~ Gwendolyn  Zoharah Simmons, PhD

       Hand friend, Heart friend, Pillow friend, Spirit friend.  We need the Friends of our hands. We need the people who walk the picket line with us.  We need the people who sit with us as the kitchen table and listen to our stories.  Some of those are are hand friends.  Some are our heart friends. Who is it who will listen to your deep grief when you are disappointed in your children, when your best friend has betrayed you, when you wake up in the night weeping and afraid?  Who is it who will bring you the Gift of touch?  Hand friend, Heart friend, Pillow friend, and Spirit friend.  We need our ritual Sisters and Brothers.  And we need our Connection to the Divine, however we Language that and Know it.

~Marge Piercy;

"Woman on the Edge of Time"

~Beannaichte'

8 November, 2013  

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"Three Friends"

~There are three

friends of the winter:

the Pine Tree, the Plum Blossom, and Bamboo.

Pine Trees are strong.  They remain happy and green

throughout the year.

In the unbearable heat of summer 

and the severe cold of winter,

they Stand Unperturbed.

The crimson petals

of the Plum Blossom 

gleam brilliantly against the white snow,

with their magenta coloured flowers.

The ability to bloom in the midst of Misfortune

suggests Dignity and Forbearance

under harsh circumstances.

The Bamboo is the third

friend of winter.

Bamboo is Flexible,

bending with the wind but never breaking,

capable of adapting 

to any circumstance.

It suggests Resilience,

meaning we have the Ability to bounce back

from even the most difficult times.

Our Ability to thrive depends,

in the end,

on our Attitude 

to our Life's Circumstances.

~Take everything in stride

with Grace,

putting forth Energy

when it is Needed,

yet always staying Calm, Inwardly. 

~Ping Fu's "Shanghai Papa" 

China/U.S.A.

~Beannaichte'

5 November, 2013

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All Saints and Blesseds of the Society of Jesus – Readings | Sacred Space

All Saints and Blesseds of the Society of Jesus – Readings | Sacred Space

Living Space Thirty-First Sunday of Ordinary Time (C) | Sacred Space

Living Space Thirty-First Sunday of Ordinary Time (C) | Sacred Space

Living Space Thirtieth Sunday of the Year (C) | Sacred Space

Living Space Thirtieth Sunday of the Year (C) | Sacred Space

"White Bird Flying"

~Pain has been,

and grief enough, 

and bitterness and crying.

Sharp ways and stony ways-

I think was all she trod; 

But all there is to see now-

is a White Bird Flying.

Whose bloodstained wings go circling high-

circling up to God.

~Margaret Widdemer  

U.S.A.

~Beannaichte'

24 October, 2013

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Living Space Twenty-Ninth Sunday of Ordinary Time (C) | Sacred Space

Living Space Twenty-Ninth Sunday of Ordinary Time (C) | Sacred Space

"Equation"

~From

       Caring

           Comes

  Courage. 
 

~Lao Tzu  

~Beannaichte'

18 October, 2013

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