This little space on the internet is a place of Light. It is a collection of letters from Home... the Home we belong to, us, children of the Light. It is meant to strengthen us in our journey through the valley of the shadow of death. We are surrounded by shadows, but we are walking, sometimes running, toward the Light. There, our Heaven, is where the Father and the Son live in the Joy and the Peace of Love. There, we Love and are Loved. There, no one can take our Joy away from us. Until then, we walk humbly and bravely through this place of dusk. We walk through the night, but we are not afraid. We hear the words of our Father: "In this life, it does not matter so much what you DO, so long as you remember who you ARE. Home, my beloved, is the Light."
Maternity - Edmund Blair Leighton
“Do what you want. Don’t listen to anyone else. Just do what you want.”
— Washington Irving
Submitted by Sasha.
Mary Is My Homegirl: HAPPY FEAST OF MARY THEOTOKOS
WHEREIN MARY IS KIND OF LIKE
BUT SERIOUSLY, A QUICK REFLECTION ON THE FEAST, FITTING FOR THE NEW YEAR:
“We are all meant to be mothers of God. What good is it to me if this eternal birth of the divine Son takes place unceasingly, but does not take place within myself? And, what good is it to me if Mary is full of grace if I am not also full of grace? What good is it to me for the Creator to give birth to his Son if I do not also give birth to him in my time and my culture? This, then, is the fullness of time: When the Son of Man is begotten in us.” - Meister Eckhart, 1260-1328
“Lately I’ve been thinking about who I want to love, and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, and what I need to learn to love that way, and who I need to become to become the kind of love I want to be…….and when I break it all down, when I whittle it into a single breath, it essentially comes out like this: Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.”
—Andrea Gibson (via rainydaysandblankets)
(Source: eschew0bfuscation, via themorningstars)
“Loneliness is black coffee and late-night television; solitude is herb tea and soft music. Solitude, quality solitude, is an assertion of self-worth, because only in the stillness can we hear the truth of our own unique voices.”
(Source: worn-in-perfection, via coffee-tea-and-sympathy)