Author Archives: Francie

Pause. The sun hears the field talking about effort and the sun smiles, and whispers to Me, “Why don’t the fields just rest, for I am willing to do Everything to help them grow?” Rest, my dears, in Prayer. St. … Continued

Pause.   I Will Just Say This We bloomed in Spring. Our bodies are the leaves of God. The apparent seasons of life and death our eyes can suffer; but our souls, dear, I will just say this forthright: they … Continued

Pause.   Everything that is – every tree, bird, star, stone and wave – existed first as a dream in the mind of the divine artist. Indeed, the world is the mirror of the divine imagination and to decipher the … Continued

Pause. But we have only begun to love the earth. We have only begun to imagine the fullness of life. How could we tire of hope? —so much is in bud. How can desire fail? —we have only begun to … Continued

Pause.   You see, I want a lot. Maybe I want it all: the darkness of each endless fall, the shimmering light of each ascent. So many are alive who don’t seem to care. Casual, easy, they move in the … Continued

Pause.   I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep like the rivers. I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young. … Continued

Pause. Spirit of Living Water, You hold all of creation in your womb And spring us forward onto the earth at birth. Spirit of the Tides, Remind me of the rise and fall of your rhythms So that I may … Continued

Pause.   “Here on the river I have known peace and beauty such as I never knew in any other place. There is always work here that I need to be doing and I have many worries, for life on … Continued

Pause.   I like to live in the sound of water, in the feel of mountain air. A sharp reminder hits me: this world still is alive; it stretches out there shivering toward its own creation, and I’m part of … Continued