I've put together another video, this time of Brother Gregory going to Sunday church. I've tried to give outsiders a view of life as a...

Late June. Three days ago we kept the Feast Of John, the Great Forerunner, at his birth. Midsummer's sun is glorious in the East, My...

A silent pleading, uttered in compassion – A wish? A prayer? – to set its object free From fear and suffering, held instead in love: In...

Again he treads the well-worn path, Faith an old remembered habit, The dim recall of some ancient hope Almost gone in weary, wearing,...

I In jaundiced skin enclosing bitter bile, And self-deceived by hedonistic lies, Sick Bacchus, in defiance, tries to smile, The smirk...

In Shepherd country on Northumbrian moor, Terraced in former ruins on the hill, Four hermit cells, for simple needs appointed –...