Mary, Mother of God

Jesus,
you look to Mary
your mother,

who is
still
calm
centered
in God,

and you cling
to her.

You need her.
You love her.

Out of her deeply
rooted soul in God

you will be
opened up
to the Christ
that you are,

The Way
The Truth
The Life.

Mary,
look upon us
with strength and compassion,
and nurture us
into the way
of your Son.

The East Coast Trail

The wild trail
invites
a stepping into
the unknown,
an adventure
into mystery.

Wooded shoreline
opening up
unto expansive ocean.

Cluttered mind
opening up
to depth and freedom.

Wet, pungent earth,
roaring, merciless sea,
invigorating, salt air,

screaming out
yet silently saying

"you are alive."

There is nowhere,
only here.
There is no time,
only this moment,

full of mystery,
full of the unknown,
full of adventure,


full
of life.

God is everywhere

in the stars
in the galaxies
in the sun
in the moon
in the earth
in the sky
in the mountains
in the valleys
in the oceans
in the rivers

in the creatures in the sea
in the creatures on the land
in the creatures in the air

in creation that is unconscious
in creation that is conscious

in the rich
in the poor
in the old
in the young
in the gay
in the straight
in the sick
in the dying
in the stranger
in the known

in the refugee
in the immigrant
in the religious
in the non religious

in the babe
in the manger
in the bread
in the wine

all is one in God
God is one in all

everywhere is full of God
God is full of everywhere

Witless Bay Trail

Delightful trail
winding along ancient shorelines,

through forest,
                       above cliffs,
                                          across brooks
                                                                 emptying
                                                                 themselves
                                                                 into
                                                                 the
                                                                 sea.

Ground brush
sweet to smell.

Paths
full of recent rain.

Ocean spray
gentle in the air

the fruit of a pounding sea.

Across the horizon
islands of sanctuary
for birds
of every kind.

Endless ocean
filled with life and mystery.

A walking meditation
for the journey
into God.

Nature's Call into Selflessness

The vast expanse
of open landscape
pulls me
out of my little self
and drops me
into the incredible
inclusiveness of nature.

The open pastureland
stretches out
until it is one with
the horizon.

The winding trail
melts
into the forest's
fire of colour.

The eagles soar
with free abandon
under the brightness
of the sun.

The bay opens out
to the endless
mystery
of the ocean.

Breathe,
see,
feel,
hear

nature's call
into selflessness.

The Season's Unfolding

With golden fire
the birch is consumed
as it begins to fall away
to nothing.

The wind has changed
as autumn descends.

What was new
is now dying,
returning to dust,
the air is pungent.

Another season has passed
as time marches on, aging all of creation.

Spirit whispers
"open"
to the seasons unfolding,
as all things are made new.

Autumn's Doors

Blow gentle breeze,
warm and delightful.

Your presence
is a fading gift

as the leaves that you rustle
begin to die and crumble.

Autumn's doors
are opening,

inviting
a different wind.

Air that promises to be
cool and sharp,

forcing the earth
to withdraw into itself,

creation's sabbath,

letting go of a passing season,
while longing for a new time,

a new gift
with a new breath,
resurrection,
warm and delightful.