Monthly Archives: December 2011

some days ago my friend Teresa Silverthorn wrote of things to stop doing in 2012. and i thought, this was a beautiful code to grow onto (and strangely familiar indeed).

my 2011 has been … varied. difficult, beautiful, painful and full of god’s love. i have lost people (including my mother), i have lost my land (or rather left the people who tend it to their own devices), i have met a soul-friend (unexpectedly and totally miraculously), i have started to fall in love with the city of riga (after….22 years, is it?), i have made a long and tiring journey from leadership into nothing. and all this time, the breath of god, his steps, his love has been with me. maybe sometime when i feel up to it, i will write more. Read More

the now of radical action… unconditional love required on a world scale

25/12/2011

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the readings at the midnight mass started with words: At that time.

like That time was somewhere else, and we are here.

but no, That time is now, That time is here, That time is us, with us and within us.

That time is our responsibility.

and it is not about religion, it is about people. it is not about theory, it is about practice. Read More

the midwinter thing…have blessed time, all of you

24/12/2011

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because there is a great gift that cannot be earned, only received with humbleness and joy.

when night invisibly becomes early morning

22/12/2011

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my dearest wolfie inspired this in her post. a wonderful little quiz with fine illustrations… i’m not sure this does apply to me 100%, but he sure is my favourite character.

Если вы отвечали на все вопросы то, что в голову приходило, значит вы – Снусмумрик

Путешественник, музыкант, одиночка. Принимает как данность то, что с ним каждый день происходит что-то удивительное, вызывающее зависть и восхищение его знакомых домоседов. Терпеть не может все, что может ограничить его свободу, не привязывается к вещам и не слишком привязывается к людям. Ему достаточно одной любимой вещи и одного лучшего друга. Снусмумрик почти всегда в дороге и ему вполне достаточно компании самого себя, поэтому все так и мечтают познакомиться с ним поближе. Но никто и никогда не сможет узнать, что творится у него в голове.