Praying With Your Eyes: How to Get Started With Visio Divina
A picture’s worth a thousand words, they say. And recently, I’ve been using the practice of Visio Divina (“divine seeing” in Latin) to help me focus…
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Try These Unique Forms of Prayer When You’re in a Spiritual Rut
As a lifelong Christian, I’ll admit that there have been many times when I’ve fallen into a prayer rut. I know intellectually that prayer means…
The Benefits of Keeping a Gratitude Journal, From a Skeptic
I never thought gratitude journaling was for me. It seemed cliché and monotonous. I know what I’m grateful for, and I didn’t see how writing…
Rise and Shine! 6 Spiritual Ways to Start Your Day
Do you bounce out of bed and hit the ground running? Or do you need to be dragged from your bed kicking and screaming? I…
Taking Inventory, Giving Thanks
I’ve only kept one New Year’s resolution. Well, maybe I’ve kept more, but the fact that I can’t remember any others I’ve made makes me…
Faced with Bereavement
On a recent Friday night a friend of mine called to tell me her husband had died suddenly. He didn’t suffer and she was with…
A Crime So Monstrous–Busted Halo’s series on modern day slavery
There are more slaves today than at any other point in human history. — E. Benjamin Skinner, A Crime So Monstrous For most of us,…
Pure Sex, Pure Love
The Ramona Quimby Diary was my first journal. I was seven, and helpfully it was fill-in-the-blanks. For most of 1985, I recorded my deepest thoughts and darkest secrets in that red, spiral-bound book: I never practiced piano like I was supposed to. I had a crush on a boy named David.
