I am in here.
These past few weeks, when I’ve not been dealing with nausea, I’ve had quite the bit of inner peace going. It has just occurred to me, though, that this inner peace could simply be a result of the rearrangement of my guts. I prefer the more spiritual explanation; I don’t know why — I just … Continue reading Inner something
Catholicism, holiness and spirituality: Only in love Only in love can I find You, my God. In love the gates of my soul spring open, allowing me to breath a new air of freedom and forget my own petty self. In love my whole being streams forth out of the rigid confines of narrowness and … Continue reading qotd
I’ve just had my first go-around with a lovely, well-meaning friend who came over this afternoon to give me several hugs and to tell me how brave and heroic she thinks I am, and how difficult this must be for me. And that she’s there for me any time I need anyone to do anything. … Continue reading I start getting visited
Some say that ever ‘gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour’s birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long: And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow’d and so gracious is the … Continue reading The bard for the day
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