Ariadne’s Thread has been slightly neglected of late. I didn’t mean for that to happen, but sometimes a break is good for the soul, and I’ve had lots to keep me busy. I woke up[…]
Merry Blessings from my heart and hands to you and yours!
If we were chatting together about pilgrimage, pilgrim to pilgrim, heart to heart, I would comfortably admit that pilgrimage can take us much deeper than we ever expected to go.
Here amongst the splendor of Notre Dame in the heart of Paris, we left our worries on the altar so that we could take our places in the colourful procession of pilgrims who have made similar journeys over the centuries.
We began, as pilgrims often do, at the Tour St Jacques, aligning our footsteps with the ancient path and the hearts and souls/soles of those who have made the journey before us.
My days, at the moment, are filled with walks and maps and thoughts of intention and life-purpose. I am making a pilgrimage, walking from Paris to Chartres with a dear friend, as a way of preparing for my approaching 60th birthday.
The very fact that I have so much choice energizes me. On Monday, the week is still mine, and the taste of possibility is delicious on my lips!
The world wide web becomes a personal web of our own making, connecting us to each other in ways that count, both large and small. Even when I start to feel overwhelmed by the speed at which the world seems to move these days, I enjoy the community that is mine at the touch of a button, the stroke of a key. My world is a better place for my connecting to my social media friends, and I am a happier person because of their presence in my life.
We can’t live without it, so therefore fresh water is holy to humans wherever and whenever they have lived. The wells that supply water to a community are guarded and honored, and many have names[…]
If you ever feel like you need a lift, make your way to the Italian Chapel on Lamb Holm, Orkney. This marvelous little chapel was constructed by Italian prisoners of war who were sent to[…]