• Top of the Pops or Top of the Prayers?

    Top of the Pops or Top of the Prayers?

    ““They were some bangers today!”Perhaps an unusual thing to hear at the end of Holy Hour, but that was the feedback after aselection of Marian anthems during our May devotion. Mary, who could be called the very firstTabernacle, was the first to carry the true Body of Christ.Hymns are a wonderful part of our…

  • Adoration

    Adoration

    There is something special about how we experience things: the joy of opening a beautifully wrapped gift, listening to a moving piece of music on the radio when we truly have the time to enjoy it, or simply sitting in the sunshine watching the world go by. What we receive from these moments is deeply shaped…

  • The long road home

    The long road home

    All things on earth age at the same rate, it’s just that time has more traction on some objects than others, so the signs of ageing differ. On a sliding scale, we’re somewhere between Arthur’s Seat and broccoli, a little to the right of David Attenborough. Having recently become elderly myself, I pondered the…

  • Out of hours

    Out of hours

    It was repetitive, relentless work, but well paid because of the unsociable hours, and the noise meant one could switch off, attending only to Nobby calling the breaks and rotations. A pneumatic boom-bap, a ker-clunk as satisfying as the librarian’s stamp, as plastic bottles of all sizes and colours took shape, from giant old-fashioned…

  • Palm to Palm

    Palm to Palm

    There’s this manWhom I adoreWe sit togetherOn the floor Forehead to foreheadPalm to palmHe steadies my soulAccepts as I am I walk this pathWith Him aloneNo need to for wordsNo grounds to atone As He isAs I amHim and IOn the floor I wrote this many years ago as I often found praying difficult,…

  • A Sketchy Meditation

    A Sketchy Meditation

    I’ve always found guided meditation to be a daunting and uncomfortable practice, the opposite of its intended purpose. I fidget, my breathing becomes rapid and shallow, and panic washes over me as I invariably plan an escape route. Dramatic? Yes. Elaborate? Definitely, but I just know I need to get out! I recently made some…

  • Mass with no child noises? Never again, please

    Mass with no child noises? Never again, please

    A few years ago I was in a supermarket when a woman approached me. She was familiar to me and it turns out we used to sit near each other in church. “Are you that man who used to throw his kid in the air?” A little context. Parents and grandparents know that looking…

  • Someone to watch over me

    Someone to watch over me

    The observer effect may be defined as the disturbance of a system by the act of its observation. This means that measuring in itself alters the value measured, such that the status of the system being assessed is reported falsely. Dipping one’s toe to test the water temperature changes the temperature of the water…

  • Scraping the barrel

    Scraping the barrel

    Creativity is shaped by inspiration in response to conscious or subconscious prompt: simple patience, chance encounter or studied observation is rewarded with lightbulb moments, one notion prompting another, making new connections (especially while asleep), shaping and reshaping, gathering pace and focus like a determined toddler, until we have a lamp to illuminate our way.…

  • Just add water

    Just add water

    One way to make something beautiful is simply to add water. Witness Bob Ross (The Joy of Painting) – Saint Bob, as he’s known in our house, not just for his built-in halo, but for his kindness and capacity to gently empower would-be artists of all ages and abilities. A snowy mountain scene beautified…