Again this morning my reflection starts in the kitchen. It’s an easy and joyful place to be thankful for
food and for birdsong, as usual, and for the stunning sunrise out the east window. But for me these last days of November are also a time of reflection for reasons both ordinary and special.This is a season when life and death are both in sharp focus, as are sadness and thankfulness. These weeks contain my birthday, my sister’s birthday, and my husband’s death day. It is
I was thinking about how we at Celtic Way represent the Celtic Christian tradition in the United States in the 21st century. It is a topic which fills my thoughts frequently. Like many of us who are passionate about a particular subject we can dig into it with great zeal and after some time we learn that there is more to learn than we can ever learn! Such fun! Celtic Christianity is so broad and covers quite a large span of time that it really is impossible for us to speak of
Synchronicity: C J Jung’s term for meaningful coincidence. I like to think of it as God-incidence. This past year, when I was dressing at the pool after my water exercise class, I became aware of two curious big dark-brown eyes of an almost 5-year-old watching me putting on face cream. I offered her some for her little face. After that I shared hand cream and then a spritz of grapefruit lily spray. Eventually I reluctantly gave her my little travel sized bottle of the spray.
"you ………shall rejoice in all the good things the Lord your God has given to you and your household.” Deuteronomy 26:11 The apple, freshly picked from the tree was tart-sweet, juicy and better than I ever remember an apple tasting. The apple trees at the “pick-your-own apple orchard” were trained to trellises so that they were just our height and the perfect apple was well within reach. But what struck me most were all the apples that had fallen to the ground. Some fully ripe
There is just something about Autumn that feels like new beginning. Perhaps it’s a back to school feeling; clean chalkboards, freshly sharpened pencils, and new day planners just begging to be opened. It seems to me, as the cold winds blow in and the trees begin to drop their leaves, that now is the time to reflect and prepare for the coming year. The Ancient Celts knew this too. Samhain, traditionally celebrated October 31-November 1, marks the end of the harvest season and