And so I find it well to come for deeper rest to this still room, for here the habit of the soul feels less the outer world’s control; the strength of mutual purpose pleads more earnestly our common needs; and from the silence multiplied by these still forms on either
Spiritual Reflections
Let the more loving one be me
I was on a hermit retreat the weekend I wrote this. The questions I was asking myself at that time were: what am I doing here; what am I after? On the surface, going to the retreat was my response to an invitation by my friend Sue to spend some
Sacred Chaos
Pain and loss produce chaos. Chaos can have gentle beginnings, such as an inner tug deep within our souls that awakens us to the realization that the life we are now living is not fulfilling. Chaos can also begin in more dramatic ways—the death of a loved one, divorce, the
A Closing Remark of My Own
I’m sitting on a little hill and gazing down on the Milford valley below. A small town of multi-colored buildings lies before me. Motorized traffic winds its way up and down the road between Wooster Pike and Main Street. Various birds are calling to whomever will listen to them while
A Query for Our Divided Times
Early Quakers developed the process of asking questions—queries—as a way of taking moral and spiritual inventories of themselves, as tools for discerning spiritual challenges within their spiritual and secular communities. We at Cincinnati Friends Meeting pose our queries on an ongoing basis—when we gather for Centering Down to guide us