Our Spiritual Disciplines: Routines of the House

Growing up, my mom and dad always insisted on Saturday morning that my sister and I would help them clean the house before we got to do anything we called fun. Though it wasn’t meant to be punishment, it sure felt like it. I would regularly complain: “Why can’t I watch cartoons like my other… Read More

Our Spiritual Disciplines: Summer Sabbath Shift

I was introduced to the idea of spiritual practices more than thirty years ago.  Daily journaling before my children were awake was my way in.  Soon I began praying my surroundings and the events of the day as I walked around the neighborhood or the ball fields as my practiced. Choir became a spiritual practice… Read More

Our Spiritual Disciplines: Walking

Solvitur ambulando.  It is solved by walking. ~ Variously attributed to Diogenes and to Augustine. I was a small child when I absorbed the connection between walking and spirituality.  A short gravel drive connected our house to that of my grandparents’ – my first regular walk, no doubt seemingly a long one for short legs.  Destination?… Read More

Our Spiritual Disciplines: Never on Pointe

When my son was three he started taking ballet.  He had been doing parent and child music classes before that and he corrected me that it was not the singing, but the dancing that he loved.  So when The Ballet School offered a special to get boys interested in ballet, we signed him right up.  He… Read More

Friday Five: Needing an Epiphany

Recently, I was watching the movie Wish I Was Here.  As the main character – a dad in his thirties – was facing a bit of a life crisis, he took his children to one of his happy places.  This location was one that led him to an epiphany.  His son asks him “what is an… Read More

WitsEndsDay: Spiritual Fantasies

Sometimes I fantasize about a “real” spiritual life–the kind I read about in books: hours hiking in the woods every week, extended quiet times with the sunrise and God, week-long silent retreats, pilgrimages to Iona, contemplative examens at the end of each day. My fantasies though, are generally interrupted by a child needing a Kleenex,… Read More

RevGalBookPals: Who’s Got Time

Many, many moons ago, I read a book proposal that was submitted to Chalice Press through the Young Clergy Women’s Project. The proposed manuscript aimed to be a guide to spiritual living for young adults. The authors acknowledged the difference in the twenty-somethings (plus or minus five years) of today with their counterparts of previous… Read More