by Joy Lenton Then… We’ve gathered together for the feast of Pentecost, like bewildered sheep who have lost their shepherd. An air of uncertainty hangs over us. A frisson of …
all words and images by Kate Kennington Steer Vigils (night) wind moans Spirit’s call: ‘turn and face blueblack darkness I want to meet you’ Lauds (dawn) ‘come, enter this day’ …
all words and images by Kate Kennington Steer Between April and August 2021 Creative Response Arts was working with performance poet Justin Coe and the Space2Grow community garden project from …
by Joy Lenton “When the Sabbath was past, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices, so that they might go and anoint him. And very early …
by Carol Dixon Some years ago I was introduced to the Ignatian practice of imagining yourself present in one of the Gospel stories and imagining what one of the characters …
by Carol Dixon Some years ago I was introduced to the Ignatian practice of imagining yourself present in one of the Gospel stories and imagining what one of the characters …
by Jenneth Graser I pray along the road of Via Dolorosa, to experience the love that led you here. I pray along the road that brought you to the cross. …
by Jenneth Graser I gather myself together in circles of returning to you, thinking carefully over the day, winding around pathways of memory. I seat myself in the evening …
by Rodney Marsh “Whenever we come to an end of something, including life itself, we are not left with understanding but only with wonder.” – Charles Ringma, Hear the Ancient …
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