Felt in the very hairs of our souls
During NAIDOC week, Good Samaritan Sister Marie Casamento SGS reflected on the spirits of the...
One vote is all we have
Another year. Another federal election. Marie’s poem rings as true today as it did three...
Fractured moonlight
“Fractured moonlight glints from the dark of a broken world; our whisper of prayer rises...
Metaphorical marbles
“By Christmas,” they said, “we will let them in.” In stealth, in the dark of...
East and West in monastic ritual
Day three, on the eve of St Benedict’s feast, prayer to the God of the...
Shared history
Inspired by a visit last year to the Myall Creek Massacre Memorial, Colleen Keating wrote...
A matter of perspective
“Goes forth a cry in the wasteland, full-throated, determined, forceful rippling down the aeons of...
Why am I so harried with thoughts?
“Remember, this is your world, you can no longer be ignorant like a sleeping innocent...
Extraordinarily ordinary
“The Ordinary is bedecked in the greening of extraordinary mystery, bejewelled with frost on the...
Leave the empty tomb behind
A poem for Easter week from Good Samaritan Sister Pam Grey.
Seeds on the slipstream of life
In the slipstream of life, in the eyes of innocence, hope awaits us all on...
One vote is all we have
With the Federal election looming in Australia, Good Samaritan Sister Marie Casamento offers us all...