This month marks ten years of sitting with my spiritual director soul searching, struggling, rejoicing, and listening for God. We have developed a great relationship with each other and share the gentle gift of grace. She knows me well and has done a wonderful job of helping me find God in my anxious, driven life. She is calm, centered, and relates well to me and to my life and to our God. She is an avid reader and often presents on the Enneagram and other topics—she is a gift.
In early fall 2013 I had the great privilege of leading a pilgrimage to the landscape of Hildegard of Bingen with my dear teaching partner, Betsey Beckman, and the wonderful folks at Spiritual Directors International.
One very early morning, when it was still dark, I heard the sound of the house alarm being turned off. With no one else awake, I was a bit unnerved as I slowly made my way downstairs—maybe I should have taken that self-defense class back in high school after all. On the landing below there was no obvious intrusion. Then, I noticed that the latch on the front door was unlocked. I hesitantly approached and peered outside.
April is filled with anticipation. Passover begins on April 14. Easter follows on April 20. Then more than six hundred spiritual guides, trainers, and seekers from six continents will gather in Santa Fe, New Mexico, USA to experience the Spiritual Directors International Emerging Wisdom conference. It’s almost here!
It was a delight to see Karen Armstrong in Seattle again; this time as the keynote speaker at the Compassionate Communities Conference sponsored by Charter for Compassion International and Compassionate Seattle.
My wife and I take turns walking our kids to the corner bus stop, and then meeting them there in the afternoon. As I wait for their school bus to return each day, I try my best to let go of the busyness of my work so that I can be ready to receive them when they hop off—skipping, jumping, chatting, and ready for connection. I don’t often think much of this time, but I’ve realized that it is one of the small joys of my life.
The other day, I bought a freshly frozen fish trying to be a Super Daddy, or maybe just a Cool Husband. You know, the kind of guy who doesn’t just come home with tortilla chips and super-sweet breakfast bars—nothing against them, of course.
We’re approaching equinox. Equinox represents a change in seasons. In the Southern Hemisphere, the autumnal equinox occurs, portending shorter days, while in the North, the spring equinox marks the change to more daylight. Many birds and animals take their cues from the transition in the length of light to migrate.
“Why are you crying?” I asked Mary who was sitting at a desk in the office, getting ready to bite into her sandwich at lunchtime. “Look at this,” she said as she handed me a heart-shaped little note with the words, “I love you, Mommy. Enjoy your day. Love, Sarah” beautifully scripted on it.