Tag Archives: Love

This is my body it will be given up for you

† Song of Solomon 1:7  Tell me, you whom I love, where you graze your flock and where you rest your sheep at midday. Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your friends? † Revelation … Continue reading

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Beyond-All

Something Understood : Yearning Lucy Mangan examines that sense of longing on the cusp between pleasure and pain. ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ † And then beyond something understood, beyond all-yearning, beyond all-hope, beyond all-knowing, is something quite other; it is extraordinary, it is … Continue reading

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Beautiful Suffering

On Saturday evening I took myself off to see the acclaimed film Amour.  It was beautiful and devastating.  It was heartbreaking.  It would have been a difficult film for anyone to watch alongside ones partner, understanding the potential of what … Continue reading

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Holy Holistics

Before I began my degree at Heythrop College, I spent 2 days at a poetry conference being held in the college, I stayed overnight in the Halls.  I did this in order to get a feel of the place, to … Continue reading

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A Little Peace of Perspective

My Rome pilgrimage meant that for the first time in 18 years I had to leave Great Britain. My not leaving Britain for such a long time was partly due to finances and priorities, partly to do with circumstances, and … Continue reading

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Beyond all the World

I have just come back from a . . . . . . . . Pilgrimage to Rome.   I left a blank space whilst I try to think of a word to describe my pilgrimage.  I ponder for a … Continue reading

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Room 101 & Plato Love

This one isn’t a me blog . . . I’m all out – writer’s drought.  Uninspired.  I’m  supposed to be doing assignments for university whilst multi-tasking life and her challenges.  I am no multi-tasker!  And occasionally in the dry humourous surfing of … Continue reading

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Hope

Allegorical personification of Hope: “Hope in a Prison of Despair” by Evelyn de Morgan A few blogs back I wrote Dying Gracefully. It was about a very special elderly lady who was coming to the end of her life.  I have visited this dear … Continue reading

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Making a Mum

For Mother’s Day I was presented with the most beautiful words from my 8-year-old son.  He is a very special and perceptive little boy and one day he will be a very special gentle man. It says Making a Mum … Continue reading

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Dying Gracefully

I returned home from London late last night (at 12.45) to an email, telling me that a dearest elderly friend is now desperately ill.  Tomorrow is Mother’s Day. Today it is Mother’s Day. I put on a pretty dress and … Continue reading

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Free Spirit

It’s Lent again.  Like Jesus I followed the Holy Spirit.  Presently I am in my acrid Lenten desert.  I have given up church and community for 40 days, maybe more.  I pray lots and walk lots.  I am constantly with … Continue reading

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Beloved Intentions

The book of Ruth “Entreat me not to leave you, or to turn back from following you; For wherever you go, I will go; And wherever you lodge, I will lodge; Your people shall be my people, and your God, … Continue reading

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magsmuse 1st birthday ~ celebrated with St John of the Cross

  † Today I am secretly celebrating magsmuse one year anniversary of blogging.  What better way could there possibly be, than to celebrate with two poems of Love!  † Last week at university, a dearest gentle lady, a fellow student who is a Catholic … Continue reading

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Humility

Listening to the psalm’s echo Hollow, upon an eve so bright Speaks louder than the silent night. No seraph’s touch, no charcoal hope Beloved Bethly one way street A crib of hay, where Love doth sleep And mortal men in … Continue reading

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Beloved Holy Christmas †

† Dim the lighting. Pour yourself a little fruit of the vine. Break a little bread. Light a candle. And find a place to snug. I will bless you with a little of my immortal verse. Be-Loved † 5 of … Continue reading

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A Creature I Dont Know

I love Laura Marling singer-song writer.  Her lyrics are a wonderful rich tapestry of poetry enwrapped in the tales of the beast.  The beast being ‘love’.  At any point in any song she could be singing about her beloved,  you … Continue reading

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Missing the Junction

Today I went to collect my student Id card.  The college is already beginning to feel like a place to which I feel warm and familiar towards. Even the sisters that I see walking up the road (to whom I … Continue reading

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The Holy Spirit

+ “The Holy Spirit is Love, and it moves in great mysterious ways” + + and, lo, the heavens were opened unto him, and he saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove, and lighting upon him +  

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Of Gods and Men

Again. The second time around this tenderest of all films about the personal and beautiful humanity of the French Trappist Monks living along side an impoverished community in Algeria touched my soul, and touched it just as deeply as it … Continue reading

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Gods presence & our transcendence

In my last post I talked about St Dominic and his 9 ways of prayer, and of how it provided us with an understanding of how both physical and mental prayer combined, acted as a visible conduit between St Dominic … Continue reading

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Radiohead + Lamentation

What with the last post Love Like Poison ‘s creep Radiohead cover, and with Santo Jude’s need & Thom Yorke music relay, and then the Bridges and Tangents  Wedding vows post……. it’s most definitely a red wine and Radiohead moment. Perfect. And then a little Latitude, and … Continue reading

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Love Like Poison

A  gentle beautiful film,  so tender.  So accurate, it becomes real. “Suffering is human, you must accept it as proof of humanity.  Not wanting to suffer is understandable, of course.  But its also linked to pride.” “God wants us to have … Continue reading

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Conversion

Kiss of Life Again and again you kiss me on the mouth You reverently breathe life into me You teach me how to breathe You lovingly impart the word The word made flesh You spirit me Holy. Blessed invocations. My … Continue reading

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The English National Ballet and Friedrich Ruckert

Black and White If there’s only one treat you shouldn’t deny yourself of this Lent, then It has to be this Ballet. It is an awkward ecliptic mix of the contemporary and classical and is by no means perfect. But … Continue reading

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The Crucifixion

Bearing the weight of the cross Dragging through hopeless hope and humiliation Until broken of all physical strength Collapsing.  Prayers aspiring. Nailed to the very wood with the iron will of Love enduring The wood once nurtured from the clay, … Continue reading

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