This is how Advent always begins. In the place where everything seems lost; where the human condition is experienced at its most starkly bleak. It is only within this manger of dread, desolation and despair that Christmas makes sense. Only there can we feel its new born warmth for ourselves and cradle its living truth in our arms. Nowhere else. God invites us to journey into our darkness on the strength of a promise, daring to believe that the incarnation of love will become real in the wombspace of our fragile faith. ... Read/See the rest HERE.
Alexandra Bircken: ESKALATION from The Hepworth Wakefield on Vimeo.
HT: Phil (Ennis Blue)
Exploring contemplative awareness in daily life, drawing from and with much discussion of the writings of Thomas Merton, aka "Father Louie".
Sunday, November 30, 2014
Thursday, November 20, 2014
One of Merton's typewriters, now at the Merton Study Center, Bellarmine University, Louisville.
I know, this blog has been dormant for awhile. Haven't come across anything worthy of the contemplative sense that I have for louie. I'm not sure why.
HT: to Jim Forest for the typewriter photo
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