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A Canticle to Creatureliness

In 1224 whilst recovering from an Illness, St Francis of Assisi whose feast we celebrate, sat looking out across the Umbrian plain. He was at the window of the Church and Convent of San Damiano that he himself had restored, stone by stone with his

A Strange Way

This is a blog post I recently wrote for Whirlow Spirituality Centre in Sheffield. It was edited and appeared slightly differently so I thought I would publish the original on my own blog as it is very personal.    We crossed the threshold of the Church of

Francis and the Crib at Greccio

Francis and the Crib at Greccio One witness, among the crowd …. reported that Francis included a carved doll which …. seemed to be awakened from sleep when the blessed Father embraced him in both arms. *   He led them up the stony path at dusk on