… and the Church bells rang
This morning a faithful shepherd was called home Lux aeterna luceat ei
This morning a faithful shepherd was called home Lux aeterna luceat ei
Perhaps the hardest part of human attachment is learning when to hold on, and when to let go.
for those moments when ordinary strength no longer suffices
I went to sleep; and now I am refresh’d,A strange refreshment; for I feel in meAn inexpressive lightness, and a senseOf freedom, as I were at length myself,And ne’er had been before. (John Henry Newman, The Dream of Gerontius) On a day of tube strikes, our cheffe de chœur (aka …
May 2026 be a year in which we renew our faiths. Our beliefs. Our hopes.
Even wet and messy there’s still something magical about snow in London. Already feels like Santa is just around the corner.
Love: a second-hand emotion — or perhaps, une vérité du cœur?
Oufff…At last, they’re gone. Do you know that feeling?The door clicks shut and suddenly the whole house exhales. No scraping chairs, no chorus of voices, no forced laughter. Just silence. Heavy, sticky, liberating. A few days ago, the great invasion. Family. Announced months in advance. You were excited, of course. …
A breaking light on the road to Chartres. This reflection weaves together thoughts on grace, longing, and the shared hopes we carry for peace, prosperity, and love. For sometimes, a single message is enough to light the way.
Faced with everyday challenges, our decisions can lead us down oppositional pathways.