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The Creative Spirit: The Human Necessity of ‘Being Moved’

Published on August 27, 2017 By admin

This weekend, Sue and I are in southern Wisconsin, and yesterday I walked through a broad swath of wildflower prairie adjacent to the place where we are staying. I stopped in amazement of what was before me: a noisy, ever-moving and always changing sea of grass, flowers, bees, birds and shifting light. When we stand in the midst of such natural glory, we stand at the center of creation, and we can begin to find our place in the world. We are human and we are loved by God, and this sets us apart from the “brute,” but nevertheless we need the rest of this to remind us of who we are and from whence we come. For this mutability continues whether we pay attention or not, but it is our calling and responsibility to pay attention.

Today’s Word: Turns

Published on July 2, 2017 By admin

Sometimes, your choice isn’t between the good and the bad. That would be easy. Sometimes, we need to choose between two very good options, and for those decisions we are called to a new kind of freedom. It is a freedom that stems from our faith, a freedom that says, “choose as best you can and then follow the path.”

Today’s Word: Silence

Published on June 10, 2017 By admin

For it is in silence that we grow, that we form ideas, that we reach out for God. Silence must be sought out and cultivated. We must make room for it. We must make time for it, for it points us toward God.

We’ve Seen It All, or So We Think

Published on April 23, 2017 By admin

The ancient prayer of St. Ignatius, the “Examen,” has become an important part of my daily prayer practice. It’s a prayer that forces us to slow down and pay attention, a prayer that can only end with that most powerful of prayers: “Thank you.”

The Creative Spirit: Music in the Silence

Published on December 11, 2016 By admin

In the “music” of this all-to-hard-to-find silence, I began to feel myself drawn in the direction of the master composer and musician, the One who brings all to life, throws beauty over the world like a prayer shawl, and invites us all to “waste time with him” every once in a while.

The Creative Spirit: “I’m busy…”

Published on October 15, 2016 By admin

My presence and openness to God, to the world and to those around me — and especially to those in need ­— defines me in a much greater way than the pride of my busy-ness. My silence before God labels me in a way far superior to the accolades for what I have accomplished.

The Creative Spirit: Giving Notice

Published on September 3, 2016 By admin

All too often, it seems, we take the world and our role in it all too casually. We wake with a yawn and stumble through our mornings, gulping coffee and rushing to work or elsewhere and paying little to no attention to what’s happening around us.

The Creative Spirit: An Open, Aware Heart

Published on June 11, 2016 By admin

We may be re-energized by a brisk walk or a exhilarated by a bike ride, but we also require the quiet introspection that comes from solitude, reflection or prayer, from placing ourselves before the world like an open lens and allowing ourselves to be imprinted by it all, like photographic plates or film, by what the world is showing us.

Living Extraordinary Lives Begins with Gratitude

Published on May 1, 2016 By admin

Gratitude, it seems to me, is the starting point for our lives of prayer, creativity and living well among others. But gratitude is easy to say and harder to live by because it’s hard work. Saying “thank you” to God and to others around us is the simplest thing to do and, yet, we so often forget to do it. Or don’t make time to do it. Or don’t make it a part of our daily experience.

Today’s Word: Here

Published on March 6, 2016 By admin

“Here I am,” is perhaps the most authentic response we can make to God. “Here I am” is awareness of the present and of the fact that I am in the presence of something great and beyond myself. “Here I am” is the beginning of my day, the busy-ness in the midst of my day, and the end of the day when my head hits the pillow and I briefly try to recall when I might have experienced God.