The Christic
I am looking at a tree, but I see such astounding beauty and graciousness, the tree must be You, O God, I look at the wild weeds playing across the…
“Tabernacles” by Graziano Marchesi
It happened fast. A feeble-brained innocent, refugee from half-way spaces, moving at the wrong time: the Bread raised high, the Cup engaged in mystery, and he chooses this time to…
Prime by Ilia Delio, Hours of the Universe
Creation flows from the fountain fullness Of creative energy, Springing from a creative and dynamic Source of Love. Relational, personal, generative, communicative Love Spilling over on the canvass of space-time; Creation…
Prayer, from Hymn of the Universe, by Teilhard de Chardin
Glorious Lord Christ: The divine influence secretly diffused and active in the depths of matter, And the dazzling center where all the innumerable fibres of the manifold meet; Power as…
St. Teresa of Avila
Christ has no body now but yours, no hands, no feet on Earth but yours. Yours are the only eyes with which his compassion can still look out on a…
Meditation by St. Symeon the New Theologian
We awaken in Christ’s body as Christ awakens our bodies, and my poor hand is Christ. He enters my foot, and is infinitely me. I move my hand, and wonderfully…
This is You, by Francisco Burgos
My stillness in turbulent timesmy loaf of breadmy warm beverage on cold morningsmy shelter and dry towel. The sustaining physics behind my clay vesselthe note that defines my musicmy Gabriel’s…
