christmas card

St. Anthony, St. Anthony, turn around. Find for me what must be found!

No matter how many times I prayed this simple, yet powerful, prayer it still remained lost. The “it” misplaced was/is my 36 year old Christmas Card address journal. Every year, at the beginning of each December, I have cherished looking over this book containing all the various address relocations, last-name changes and fond remembrances of loved ones who had successfully made it to Heaven, throughout the past year. Names and addresses which had spand across over 3 memory-filled decades – containing the data for the only correspondence (sometimes) exchanged from year to year.

Each important. Each loved.

Each prayed over as I address an envelope.

Luckily, there was some discovered grace in the knowledge that I still had my purchase log which clued me in on how many cards to order; however, despite this worth-while information – those 142 important names and addresses remained misplaced. I prayed my way through recreating the journal as best as possible, but still worry over the few I may have missed. So I extend my warm thoughts and best wishes if perhaps that was you – while also (additionally) including my many cyber-space friends too!

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lenten feels

Do you talk to your Self?

I mostly write to mine!

Giggles.

My journals are filled with articles, statements, or comments that I collect and piece together for a personal reflection, or chat-session.

Some are short.

Some are therapeutic.

Some are silly.

Some I delve in deep.

And some….may be a necessary private rant!

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garden-path

Did you notice?

Hugs n’ blessings has been quiet for a little while.

On or about the start of Advent I knew I needed to pull away and enter into the silence of my heart.

Like a seed seeking to grow I needed time to plant myself in quiet soil to discover if God was calling me to bloom anew.

Has this ever happened to you?

I decided to detach from the noisy World in most social-media ways, immersed myself in prayer & contemplation, dove into journaling full-force, ate more carbs than I care to admit and allowed myself to be nurtured by

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