This weeks marks one year since I began my daily posts. The words of Robert Terry Weston guide me in reflection and in vision. I hope they inspire you, too. A year is gone. It matters not when it began For it has ended now. There were other years, And some began with a birthday, …
Tomorrow is my 63rd birthday. Sixty-three is (in my estimation) a particularly laden birthday because it is seven nines – and seven and nine are important sacred numbers. There are seven gifts of the Holy Spirit (there are also nine gifts of the Holy Spirit, if you use a different list), nine noble virtues from …
A few blogs ago, I wrote about the emotional freight of time, and today brings that issue back again because it is my husband’s 60th birthday. He was born on the cusp of the ancient summer quarter, so this day has marked a special transition in the year for me ever since I met him. …