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Monday, September 28, 2020

Sal Y Luz del Mundo

28 de septiembre de 2020.-

Queridos Colegas, Amigos y Compañeros,

Este, ha sido un año marcado por eventos que ninguno de nosotros se imaginó. Sumidos en una
pandemia brutal que ha afectado la vida de millones de personas en este país y en el mundo, hemos
también enfrentado una crisis social motivada por la discriminación y el racismo. Y al mismo tiempo,
nos acercamos a unas elecciones fundamentales para el futuro de los Estados Unidos.

Nuestra tradición ignaciana nos invita a mirar al mundo y a discernir cómo trabajar para la mayor
gloria de Dios. Somos hombres y mujeres para los demás, llamados a, en todo amar y servir. Nuestra
misión es el servicio de la fe y la promoción de la justicia, con un especial llamado a poner nuestros
esfuerzos en la reconciliación.

El Evangelio, además, nos recuerda constantemente que somos la sal y la luz del mundo. Jesucristo,
a quién deseamos conocer y amar cada vez más, invita hoy día a mirar a nuestro alrededor y
preguntarnos… ¿Qué debemos hacer para cuidar del mundo, ser su sal y luz?

Es crucial que, como familia ignaciana nos reunamos y oremos sin cesar por nuestra misión y por
nuestro país. La oración es clave para sostener y enriquecer nuestra misión y vocación. Por lo tanto,
queremos invitarles, junto a miembros de la comunidad ignaciana de todo el país, a una Vigilia por la
Paz, la Reconciliación y la Justicia el próximo jueves 29 de octubre a las 7:30 pm.

El objetivo de este encuentro de oración, organizado por las Comunidades Hispanas Ignacianas de la
Oficina de Espiritualidad Ignaciana de la Provincia del Este de los Estados Unidos, es unirnos desde
distintos lugares del país y rezar por nosotros y por el país, sobre todo antes de las elecciones.

La Vigilia, de no más de 40 minutos de duración, será transmitida en vivo por YouTube, sin necesidad
de descargar ningún tipo de aplicación para el teléfono, la tableta o el computador. No vamos a
exigir inscripción previa, sin embargo, por favor inviten a miembros de sus comunidades o
instituciones al siguiente sitio web www.salyluzdelmundo.com donde encontrarán toda la
información necesaria.

En Cristo, nuestro Amigo, Hermano y Señor,
Carlos Aedo Zandra Schiemann
Director de Ministerios Hispanos Coordinadora de Ministerios Hispanos
Oficina de Espiritualidad Ignaciana Oficina de Espiritualidad Ignaciana

Sunday, September 27, 2020

Dara is maintaining

Dara has been home now for a month and she and her boyfriend are settling into a routine. There has been an adjustment as they are trying to set up a proper schedule for home aid and visiting nurses. She is sleeping very well and is sitting in the sofa or in her wheelchair most of the day, which causes her some body aches and strains. She is eating well and staying hydrated. She follows all the news on TV and is quick sharp, with excellent hearing. She appreciates all the attention and work of her boyfriend to make life comfortable and pleasant for her.

Dara at times speak well. When she has energy and speaks loudly, she is audible, but a lot of times she mumbles and speaks softly. Sometimes people do not call her because they get uncomfortable when they realize they cannot understand her. There is a way of asking questions to her so that you can know the direction of her speech. She actually has a lot to say.

Friday, October 2nd is our oldest sibling's birthday, though she has returned to God. She and Dara were close in age and the last time we spoke, we talked of the times they Trick or Treated together. Dawn Mari would get excited about all the candy and her excitement as contagious because it was so raw and so natural. Dara's favorite holiday in Halloween. A few weeks ago, I sent some Halloween lights, decorations, and a table runner, and a gnome. I just sent two more gnomes that should arrive on Dawn Mari's birthday. I'm sure it will surprise her. These were gifts from a good friend who works for the Boston Red Sox, and they are two gnomish Red Sox players. We make each day of our happiness. Happiness is something we have to choose each day. When we share in someone's suffering or do something to make the day lighter, we realize how much joy it brings us. I'm grateful for the friends and loved ones who support my sister and one another. There is a great deal of goodwill in this world, and when we remember that goodwill and offer it to God, something remarkable happens. 

Sunday, September 20, 2020

Carmela D'Elia


 

Patricia Pilette-

 NOTICING Expanding our quiet to hear God’s whisper Giving ourselves permission to imagine Not asking how - just being present. Sifting through gratitude Hoping to find the miracles that slipped by Unnoticed, not forgotten, in everyday time. Being attentive, welcoming the gifts, Embracing the ever-present Giver Dwelling patiently in our midst. Pulling us back with His grace From everywhere we’ve traveled in haste To the one constant in our ever-changing earthly place.




Mary Lou Ashur MD

Vieille peau on bony arms
Coddle fragile
Dewy wrinkles of fresh birth.

Friday, September 18, 2020

Beth Cioffoletti

                                            
sky-friend,
always there.

sometimes shy
playing hide and seek with light
sometimes radiant & dancing with color
or sparkling with stars.

always right there,

near as just looking up.



Quietly unfurling —

Soon, you will take your place
next along the vine
with those who come before you.

Soon, your sail will reflect the light
that has been calling you
since you were deep in the earth.

Your time has come.

Bonnie Beaudet

A Silly Ditty

Cheery Chipmunk
Be on your way
For I cannot
Feed you peanuts all day.
Watch out for the fox
For he ‘s hungry, too.
And I would hate to see him
Make a meal out of you.

Abundance
Branches so laden
With all of your fruit
So lovely, yet,
I wonder,
Are you burdened or proud?

My Backyard
\
I go far into the woods
Seeking something hard
Yet this morning I walked outside
And found it in my own backyard.

Busyness
Finally
I got you clearly
In a photo
You were so busy
Doing your job
Constant motion blurred the scene
I had to click and click.
Who was the busier?

Bravery
PICTURE OF 3 BIRDS inc. 2 Cardinals on feeder

Sing to me
My feathered friends.
Speak to me of survival.
Share your secrets.
Give me hope.

Sunflowers
Sunflowers
Blooming in the geraniums
What feathered gardener
Planted you there?
Thank you, I say
For this unexpected
Delight.

Flight
Come fly away with me,
My friend calls from the front walk.
I cannot fly,
I reply,
For I have not feathers nor wings.
How sad, he says,
For it is glorious.

Carol

Hallelujah!  I’m now a Christian.

The sun penetrates a multitude of leaves to shine on us

The clouds are artists.     

Their brushes sweep with abandon.                  

across the blue sky

Martha Schieve

1.My past, present, future seem to be woven together.
2.The rings of the years of growth, visible
in the hued tree are evidence.
3.Protecting and feeding the years of
growth.
4. Fountain, wellsprings of living love.
5. Leading to Jesus, my waiting savior.
6. I am found.





Andrea Storm Barkus

Roses appear often—do you notice them? Whether you’ve heard of

Lisieux’s precious Therese or not, they fall—

This one in the kitchen sink today—

    refuse of a peeled radish




Thalia Vitikos

 








Natalie Haskell


The Future is Now

Summer, like sand,
shifts into a mercurial autumn.
I walk the beach,
my dog eager,
my thoughts reluctant with remorse,
straining 
with herculean effort 
against progress.
They lead me
not to the salty shoreline
or the regular blip 
of illumination 
from the craggy promontory.
The message I seek
is immortalized in
an unpretentious rock wall
home to shore rats
and their cleverly hidden detritus.
A solitary stone beckons
admonishes me
The future is now.

Monica Lavia


Alma Mater Thoughts






Thursday, September 17, 2020

Virginia Enbody

God bless Rodin!
Yes, Lord
Stilled I
Whatcha up to?
Be still...
Stilled II
Got a ticket to ride
What’s love got to with it?








M. Sobie


The Divine Dance

The aged reed bows to the Autumn wind to join in and delight in the dance
Knowing full well that Winter is coming soon and does not want to waltz


Survival

Please do not tell me I don't belong here.
I am far too lovely to threaten your stony sidewalk structures.
I want to live, to grow, to thrive.


Neighbor Tree

Oh Neighbor tree, you have lost your coat to the hungry.
Your soul has been laid bare.
You stand in front of me
Proud to be humble.

Mary Ernst



Holly Clark


Flames Dance

Flames dance in the night
Feet up and peace in the heart
Holy Spirit knows


The Golden Path

The Golden Path of Sea and Son calls to me
"Come follow" he says, I dare not... yet
I walk along the shore and he is following me,
in shimmering light a path is lit
The start of the path seems to always points to me
Wherever I walk I am being followed by
the glimmering path that beckons to me
The path, I know leads to You, Jesus
But while you are at the head of the trail
you are also walking with me
Reminding me
I am not walking the path alone,
I should have no fear
The golden path is a calling, a singing, a new hope
The golden path is yet to be fully explored and it waits for me
Not in gloom but in joyful hope

The hope in the fulfillment of a promise made when I was born
That never should I be forlorn
The path sings to me in glee,
your light dances upon the sea
Wondrous adventures await you and me!


Climbing Rainbows

Colors, colors and more colors fill my life and heart
Rainbows, full of hope when I am torn apart,
Come to me and give me a new start.
I am climbing on rainbows, a difficult task
So much beauty, but why so elusive I ask
To find a rainbow to climb it, I must discard my mask
Beyond the rain and beyond the mist
Lies my rainbow in a twist
I see it it and try to grab it with my fist
You say it can’t be climbed, as I try
It goes too far up into the sky
It is not as easy as pie
I come back to the ground in distress
But you admire the attempt , as it was my best
The rainbow cannot be climbed, i hazard a guess

It is the attempt and dream that is key
Climbing rainbows is not to be
But to dream is good enough for me!


The Center of the Labyrinth

Seashells, rocks, and coins
Waiting for You to answer
Prayers, hopes and dreams