January Stars

Day 4 star
Eastern Stars,  Takashi Horoshima, Tokyo, Japan

For the January Edition of ‘The Bridge’ – our Parish Magazine

Happy new Year, everyone!

However you’re feeling right now

– joyful, sad, grieving, hopeful, unsure –  Continue reading January Stars


Putting Easter behind you


Eastertide Bluebells, Joe’s Garden, Creigau

Article for ‘The Bridge’ – Parish Magazine

A few years ago I remember seeing a very striking advert a day or two after Easter Sunday.   It was for one of those weight-loss support groups and underneath a rather unhappy person holding a box of chocolate eggs it said, “Time to put Easter behind you – come and join us!’ Continue reading Putting Easter behind you

Repentance – embracing life

Figs from the holy land


Jesus said, “unless you repent, you will perish in the same way”  Luke 13:5 – (Gospel for 3rd Sunday of Lent)

Metanoia – New Testament word for repentance.  Meta – “after” “beyond”   and Noia, relating to  “mind.”

“Repentance  means to go beyond the mind we have” – Marcus Borg, Speaking Christian. Continue reading Repentance – embracing life

The wedding feast of the poor: Cana of Galilee


There’s a short exchange in Steinbeck’s ‘East of Eden’ that lights up a huge part of my own self-understanding.   The intellectually brilliant Chinese servant Lee notices the state of someone’s clothing and wrily observes “only a rich man could afford to dress that poorly” Continue reading The wedding feast of the poor: Cana of Galilee

Thomas Merton, d. 10 Dec 1968


The Welsh Connection

“But the best that is in us seems  to come from her Welsh mother… This is where our faces come from, the face that father had, that I have… It is the Welsh in me that counts: that is what does the strange things, and writes the books, and drives me into the woods.   Thank God for the Welsh in me ”

Merton,  Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander.   p 200-1, 

You’re welcome ; )

On Fourth and Walnut

That God blazes with Love….

‘In Louisville, at the corner of Fourth and Walnut, in the centre of the shopping district, I was suddenly overwhelmed by the realisation that I loved all those people, that they were mine and I theirs, that we could not be alien to one another even though we were total strangers.  It was like waking from a dream of separateness, of spurious self-isolation in a special world, the world of renunciation and supposed holiness.   The whole illusion of a separate holy existence is a dream….

‘they are all walking around, blazing like the sun’

‘As if the sorrows and stupidities of the human condition could overwhelm me, now I realize what we all are.   And if only everybody could realize this!  But it cannot be explained.   There is no way of telling people that they are all walking around, shining like the sun’

Conjectures, p. 156-7