An Open Letter To "One Million Moms"

There are not a million of you. And good moms do not teach their children to hate. Hate is un-Christian. Christians follow Christ's teachings. Christ said DO NOT JUDGE, and LOVE ONE ANOTHER.

Christ never once addressed the issue of same-sex relationships. Even if you believe it is a sin to be gay, remember, according to your own Book, LOVE COVERS A MULTITUDE OF SINS.

The Gay people you have attacked lately, Ellen, Carson, and Chas, are kinder, gentler, more compassionate, more generous, and doing more good in the world (therefore putting more God in the world)  than any one of you and all of you together.

Stop Hating. Choose Loving. And remember: BLESSED ARE THE PEACEMAKERS...

What Would You Have This Child You Love To Know?

A woman walks down the street carrying a jug of water.
Her mind is troubled by things occurring to her
and by things happening on earth.

An angel says to God,
What would you have this child you love to know?

And God says,
I would wish this child I love to be thankful for the good, clean water in her hands.

I would wish her to feel the cool breeze, and know it is my breath.

That each person she passes has a sun, moon, and star inside,
just as the sun, moon, and star within herself.

I would wish this child I love not to think about problems,
but to fill her mind with beauty, hope, and peace.

To see the flowers and butterflies, the shadows of trees, the flight of birds.

I would wish her to hear the song of birds,
 and know it is my voice.
To smell the jasmine in the air,
 and know it's my perfume.
To see the sky
 and know that all is well.

To breathe,
and know that breath is grace.



Star Saint Claire  7/7/11, San Diego, CA

The Sky is Blue?

The sky is blue. it seems incontrovertible. yet. one could say with equal authority the sky is gray. white. orange. depending on the weather and the time of day, right? shall we disagree about this and kill one another over it? i think not.

maybe we can agree on this: the sky is the sky. the sky is.

and what of God? so many pretending to know, convinced they know, who he likes and who he hates and what he is and how and where. if we disagree, shall we kill one another over the color of God? the name of God?

maybe we can agree. God is God. God is good. God is.

as a peacemaker i am so weary of the fighting, the wars, the arguments, the opinions, the ideology some are willing to kill for. i feel like giving up. what will happen if all the peacemakers give up?

just now i feel qite zen about this. even if i give up, the sky will still be the sky. and God will still be God.

Ordinary Thoughts While Walking

The longer I live the more I realize (make real) my purpose. My purpose is the apprehension of beauty. No more, no less. The rhythm of nature is so slow, so in tune with the beat of the heart, and the sound of breath. I know this when I am walking in the park. I feel the breath of Eden, sustaining. I slow down.

The rhythm of nature is not out of time with the heart of God in full measure, but it is slow compared to the way that mankind has chosen to measure time...the speed at which society goes. True peace is measured in breath. In this moment, there is stillness.


To apprehend means to understand with the senses, to become conscious of, to grasp. When I apprehend beauty, especially through nature, I feel complete.

Thomas Merton said there is a wisdom in becoming content to live ordinary lives. Who wants that? I thought. But as long as we are grasping for some future thing we think will make our life complete, there is disorder and disharmony. Maybe I am, years after I read it, beginning to grasp what he meant.

There is something ordinary, and also extraordinary about a walk in the park.