PhotoHunt: Bags

I thought I would have a difficult time with this subject matter - not so! I couldn't decide which photo to feature because they are from places I love. So, I have posted two from the North End of Boston: bread boy and pizziella's et al in bags. Also from a Kapiolani Park Craft Fair (Oahu) and my wonderful Italian treasure, Lara, whom I met serendipitously while taking family and friends on a tour of Rome. She is a remarkable woman and got us into places within the Vatican only she and Constantinople knew of! She fed my desire to see more and more and more Caravaggios.

Gratitude Friday: Silence

I cherish silence as a way to meditate and pray or pray or meditate....or just be. As I get older, I understand that moments of silence are like whispers of calm. A pause helps to keep my world from rockin and rollin when I want it to be more like a waltz.

I consider myself today a very spiritual person, maybe not so much religious - in a Catholic sense. Prayer has been something recently arrived back in my life.

Wordless Wednesdays

PhotoHunt:Tied

Sailboats - cleat and boon sail. Typically common things tied in sailing.

Gratitude Friday: Girlfriends

May there always be work for your hands to do, may your purse always hold a coin or two. May the sun always shine on your windowpane, may a rainbow be certain to follow each rain. May the hand of a friend always be near you, may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you. ~ Irish Blessing


Spent some quality girlfriend time savoring a long-awaited reunion dinner. We toasted to us – having known each other for over 40 years. Seen each other through divorces, deaths, children’s births, serious health and emotional issues, renewed romances, memorable trips, momentous decisions, and many hysterically funny and sometimes embarrassing situations. As one friend put it, there are things you can tell your girlfriends that you can’t tell your partner or your family.

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An Invitation in Dead Time

Fortunately, I have worked with one of the gentlest, wisest, most caring people in the Jesuit order. Indirectly he taught me daily something new about myself and realizations about my spirituality. Along with his passion for contemporarizing spirituality, he was a crafter of thoughts with words.

I still keep one of the sentences he used in some of his talks, and thought I would share it, this personal question, with you.

“What is your defining horizon?”

This was just one question he would ask you to ponder in ‘dead’ (spare/free)time. I thought that was truly painting a visual picture!

I'll share with you mine: when my mom died I was young and did not realize the impact her death or her influence and the depth of my loss until I had children; a counselling session while going through divorce proceedings when I realized I could and would survive; a Mother's Day card from my son, broke because of med school, but presented a most thoughtful letter about being a son to me; remeeting Ty.

Wordless Wednesdays - GirlFriends

Where would we be without them?
PS: Gratitude Friday will feature same topic!