Jennifer’s Iona Shawl Finished
It’s the Evening of the Seventh Day of Christmas, new Year’s Eve, and Jennifer’s Iona Shawl has just been finished. Here it is modeled by Glyn, fresh off my loom! (Don’t worry, Jen – she just had it...
View ArticleThe Oblate Scapular, a Poem
Lightly it rests upon the shoulder, this blue apron, sign of service, sign of gift. And I find, as now I grow older, that no grace of mine may place it there, nor lift it once it lies. Well beyond the...
View ArticleA Poem for Imbolc
On this Feast of Brighid, the moment of Imbolc . . . Sunreturn at the Lake A single candle in the darkened cottage glows. Out and about, soft white flakes of gentle snow descend. As above the soft,...
View ArticleWhy I Am a Contemplative, Poems
No Encounter Silence here, no sound within the quiet cloud, far beyond the distant ground of sense, beyond the loud, insistent clamor of thought, of discourse, or of sense; upon whirling wings of wind...
View ArticleA Celtic Prayer for Thursdays
A Prayer for Thursday O God of the storms and stillness, out here upon the wide sea I know not what each day may bring, nor how the morning sky may change before night. Teach me the wisdom of sail and...
View ArticleA Lenten Immram
During the time of Lent, we shall be going on an immram, or spiritual journey, titled “The Voyage of Bran the Blessed.” Please go on over to my Saint Brendan blog for the journey. Irish mythology and...
View ArticleJennifer’s Shawl Through the Heddles
The final threading process for Jennifer’s Iona Shawl was to get all 168 ends through the heddles of the four shafts. Heddles are wires with an “eye” in the center (1) through which you thread the yarn...
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