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TGIF: Mothering as a non-mother

TGIF: Mothering as a non-mother

"Life" Issues, Gratitude, Love, Women
Yup.  This weekend is Mother's Day.  I have to think about it in advance because all our mothers are across the country from us.  It's an odd day for hubby and I as we cannot spend the day with our mothers and we don't celebrate it ourselves.  We don't have any children.  I am the 5th generation of first daughters with the name Louise in my family.  And I always thought that ended with me.  However, as I think about it, I don't think it does.  True, my first nephew's name is Louis.  There is that.  But there is also some thing else.  Even though I haven't produced any children of my own and Mother's Day always feels a bit weird to me, I do a part.  I mother in my own way.  I have many nieces, nephews, and godchildren; all of whom I love dearly and pray for often.  I nurture and care for ot
TGIF: Warm Friendship (and Tea)

TGIF: Warm Friendship (and Tea)

Blessings, community, Gratitude, Spirituality, Thanks, Women
I've had a LOT of reading homework this week.  So I was beginning to feel that my life revolves around Thomas Merton.  When I got to make myself some tea, I realized that my friends were right there with me.  The cup from one and the cosy from another.  With cup and cosy in hand, I went back to reading feeling surrounded by the love of those who do really matter in my life.  Today I am thankful for warm friendship and warm tea.   What are you grateful for? “Take some more tea," the March Hare said to Alice, very earnestly. "I've had nothing yet," Alice replied in an offended tone, "so I can't take more." "You mean you can't take less," said the Hatter: "it's very easy to takemore than nothing." "Nobody asked your opinion," said Alice.”  ― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

Prayerful Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Breath Prayer, contemplation, Creation, Discernment, Grace, Gratitude, Grief, Hope, Judean Peasant, listen, Love, Minorities, Nature, Outsider, prayer, Religion, spiritual practice, Spirituality, Stillness, to speak, Uncategorized, Wilderness, Women
Into the Wilderness A old Hebrew root for wilderness means “to speak,” {dabar – meaning “to speak” is a primitive root of midbar-wilderness, a place where you can hear G-d speak}. Those who traveled into the wilderness were outsiders, minorities, women and Judean peasants and they were the ones that heard G-d speak. All too often we believe we have to be on the “inside” to hear G-d’s voice, we must “do it the right way” in order for G-d to notice us and accept us. Yet that isn’t the way I’ve observed G-d work. It is the outsider, the minority, the woman, the one who seems to be doing it all wrong that is called by G-d. How often do feel as if you are on the outside? Might G-d be calling to you, inviting you into the wilderness, to hear the voice of the Creator? Today I invite to