Breastfeeding is a beautiful gift between mother and child that reflects the nourishing nature of God. It's a very grand work. Literally nourishing another person with your body! In fact, it's an image of the Eucharist. Who else gave His body to feed us? Who else's body do we literally feast on and put at the center of our faith and our lives? Jesus!
That's God, to me. He's pure happiness and He doesn't have to make sense to us or be logical or neat and tidy; He just is. He is big and is everything at the same time that He's small and insignificant. He's colorful and complicated at the same time that He's grayscale and simple. He's … Continue reading A Meditation on the Depths of Beauty of Painted Nails
She's neither ethereal nor ghost-like when she appears in my dreams. In my dreams she's very real. So real, in fact, that most times I don't even realize she shouldn't be there until I'm on the edge of consciousness. I often wake like Ebenezer Scrooge, wondering if what I've experienced was a dream or reality, … Continue reading The Ghost Lady in My Dreams