26 Jan When Grit Becomes a Pearl
‘Arise and drink your bliss, for everything that lives is holy.’ - William Blake, ‘Visions of the Daughters of Albion’....
‘Arise and drink your bliss, for everything that lives is holy.’ - William Blake, ‘Visions of the Daughters of Albion’....
Not that we love God, but that God loves us...
A friend of mine was recently telling me about the abundance of grace in his life. Since his retirement in...
We are still within Christmastide, forty days from Christmas Day to Candlemas (2 February). Part of the personality of Christmas...
A good friend of mine died a year and a half ago. I recently gathered with his family to plant...
Immediately I arrive at Mucknell Abbey, I pick up its rhythms, its pace, its quiet activity. I am here for...
Advent is looming: time, in the words of one of my favourite Advent carols (‘People, Look East’) to ‘trim the...
I like to think of my friends at Mucknell speaking or singing the daily office during my working day. I...
This silent prayer was a surprise. We had just finished Vespers, the sixth time of prayer that day, and frankly...