Jaxie, Fintan and me
I appreciate a story that seeps into who I am, that makes unexpected connections, and...
Ghost gum wisdom
A “wounded” ghost gum outside Judith Scully’s window is teaching her that ageing has its...
Untying the wind chimes
“The Word was made flesh and lived among us… and the world did not know...
A still point in my changing world
“At the Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam I met Rembrandt’s mother, and brought her home packaged in...
Life as it happens
When, as is so inelegantly said, ‘life sucks’, it’s tempting to lose heart, to indulge...
A doting God
One of the gifts we can give children today is the kind of love that...
Traditioning: women passing on the story
As the years have rolled on I have asked myself whether traditioning is the matter...
The contradictions of Advent
For more years than I like to recall, the liturgical seasons of Advent, Lent and...
My God-dream
I’m an ordinary sort of person and that’s how I find God; disguised in the...
My spiky visitor
We all have some echidna-like characteristics. When we sense that our vulnerability is in danger,...
Remembering our family saints
In November the Church reminds us that each person’s life story doesn’t just begin at...
When the ordinary becomes extraordinary
We might have a wonderfully rich religious culture, but by and large, we have lost...