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This is the final post for Value of Sparrows. Thank you for all your warmth, support, and enthusiasm. With all my love, [...]


  • Lord, Where Are You? by M. Basil Pennington
    From An Invitation to Centering Prayer History repeats itself.  We’ve all heard that.  We ask the same questions others have asked before us.  We seek the same things others have sought before us: A meaning for our lives, friends, and some kind [...]

My writing

  • Finding Ground With Evil by Julia Marks
    As much as we would like it to be, it is not unusual to either experience personally or through someone else’s story evil spitting in our faces. What I am referring to is opening ourselves up to someone who has hurt us badly, in order to advance forgiveness on our part, and being told by that person that we are wrong to be upset by what happened. In the first place, it might begin. And then might finish up with, How can you blame me for what happened to you? This may come from rapists. [...]


Thomas Merton poetry

  • original child bomb thomas merton
    Points for meditation to be scratched on the walls of a cave 1: In the year 1945 an Original Child was born. The name Original Child was given to it by the Japanese people, who recognized that it was the first of its kind. 2: On April 12th, 1945, Mr. Harry Truman became the President of the United States, which was then fighting the Second World War. Mr. Truman was a vice president who became President by accident when his predecessor died of a [...]

Evelyn Underhill

  • The Mystic As Artist by Evelyn Underhill
    From Mysticism There is a kind of activity which is characteristic of the mystic: an education which he is called to undertake, that his consciousness of the Infinite may be stabilized, enriched, and defined.  Already once or twice we have been in the presence of this activity, have been obliged to take its influence into account: as, were we studying other artistic types, we could not leave on one side the medium in which they work. Contemplation is the mystic’s medium.  It is an [...]


  • The Pilgrim—Margery Kempe by Joan M. Nuth
    From God’s Lovers In An Age Of Anxiety: The Medieval English Mystics Then they went to the Church of the Holy Sepulchre in Jerusalem.  The friars lifted up a cross and led the pilgrims about from one place to another where our Lord had suffered his pains and his passion, every man and woman carrying a wax candle in one hand.  And the friars always, as they went about, told them what our Lord suffered in every place.  And this creature wept and sobbed as plenteously as though she had seen [...]