Thursday, March 27, 2008

Unexpected Visit ~

It was an uncanny sight. From left to right they came -- eleven ducks flying low over our snowbound village landscape, V-shaped. I opened my window to greet them, heard the beat of their wings as they flew overhead.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Easter 2008 ~



The old monk told me: if you have made a mistake, admit it—correct it—and get on. That is what Resurrection means.


Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Passion Week ~

The violets at my window are the same color as the veil that covers the cross above the altar in church.

Friday, March 14, 2008

Not Knowing ~

The old monk said: It is not what we know but what we don't know . . . that effects our life most.