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
October 4th being the feast of St Francis of Assisi this is a good time to meditate on an aspect of his life that gets little mention - his walk to Egypt in 1219. As part of his commitment to poverty he refused to ride
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
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
Arriving in Magic
Why do I always turn to the stone
to try again for a king’s sword,
when wizards wait out in the wood
set to take me into their service?
Again and again I am snatched
by flattery to step up and lead,
be on the team, sit on the