After a couple of weeks in Sydney and Bathurst (my hometown), I have spent the last week in Canberra catching
Sometimes we can’t see what is in plain sight. The small concerns of life, the little worries; the daily round
I can be hard on myself. Too hard. This hardness comes from many years of expected too much from myself.
Seeing life as beautiful, the ordinary of things as things of beauty, is a wonderful fruit of the spiritual life.
The philosopher Charles Taylor speaks about a “three cornered battle raging in our culture” today. For Taylor, each of these
Just before evening meditation begins at Meditatio House, we listen to a reading from one of the many masters of
One day there will be no day No thing To call me back Because it and I exist. Only being