Last week I was musing about wide-open eyes and the hope of limitless beauty. This week I was reading a poem about The Annunciation by Charlotte Mason that reminded me of how blind we can sometimes be. She highlighted the idea that we often forget the plain white light, shining all around us, actually holds … Continue reading “all the air with colour is aglow”
Oh who can tell the range of joyOr set the bounds of beauty?from “A Winter Blue Jay” by Sara Teasdale These two lines from a poem we read in Morning Time on Monday have been ringing in my ears all week. It tells the story of a couple out for a winter walk, admiring the … Continue reading Limitless
It’s always difficult to slip back into normal routine after a week away. One week of vacation really just whets your appetite for more, doesn’t it? It takes almost a week before you’ve settled into the groove of relaxation, but it’s about that same time you need to start mentally preparing to return to life … Continue reading A Life of Leisure
Two years ago today I landed in Israel for the first time. I went reluctantly. A trip to the Holy Land was PJ’s dream. I was nervous. For me, it was like strapping into a scary roller coaster — clenching my fists, closing my eyes, holding my breath, and willing it to be over as … Continue reading They say a trip to the Holy Land is life-changing…
Sometimes we need a day given to idleness, a day to rest and daydream in wise passiveness. That’s what this day has been for me. PJ took the kids to the pool this morning, and I have spent the past couple of hours sitting here in my comfy pyjamas, drinking coffee, reading beautiful poetry aloud, … Continue reading “This one day we’ll give to idleness.”
My Peace in the Puzzle 