Author Archives: donalddeanchambers

On August “mawn” I awoke late, long after the sun’s rays sealed kisses on the land of freedom – warming it to life.  Sadness gripped my heart because I failed my ancestors who, on August morning 1834, would have awakened before dawn to anticipate and celebrate another milestone on the long and painful journey towardsContinue reading “Emancipation Day – August 1”

Click on this blog entitled, “The Father Wound”https://belovedreflections.org/2022/05/03/father-wound/Now read this blog!The wounded child reappearedWith a tender touch on my backLike the woman with haemorrhageWho touched the hem of Jesus’ clothing. Turning aroundI looked down to see gentle, gazing, gorgeous eyesBegging, begging for something. Without permissionTiny hands spread wide openClutching tightly around my waistLike the clawsContinue reading “The Wounded Healer”

Before the day changes its pyjamas, I lie alone  With the pillow and the dark My lone companions and comfort. While the body snails towards optimum energy My mind is alive like the noon day sun Heated with thoughts Red hot thoughts. I think of mortality Mortality of persons gone before me Mortality of personsContinue reading “Awake before Dawn”

Before the sun rises Before the cock crows Before the stars disappear Before the light conquers darkness I rise with vague memories of a dream. The dream: In a room waiting, waiting for what… My memory fails me… Arrived the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge Prince William and Kate Middleton. A relaxed feeling blanketed meContinue reading “Bending”

The hurricane turbulent, thundering, and turning our daily lives. The eye of the hurricane serene, soothing, and still. an invitation to enter. The hurricane dynamic  motion, movement, and mileage. the motion of life. The hurricane – a metaphor of prayer, a mysterious movement from without, within and without. The Spirit calls from the turbulence ToContinue reading “From Without to Within to Without – The Cycle of Prayer – Part Two”

I paid a visit to a nearby plant shop. My adolescent pommecythere (June plum or golden apple) plant was unmistakably sick, very sick, seemingly fighting a losing battle with a disease that my ignorant mind failed to fathom. After consultation, I purchased the recommended pesticide. The instruction was to mix it with water, spray theContinue reading “From Within and From Without – Part One”

There is conversation, conversation, and conversation. Recently, I observed a conversation between Youthful Exuberance and Experiential Wisdom. To what can I liken the conversation? It was like a tug-o-war game, both sides throwing their mental muscles to pull the other side over.  It was like a seesaw. When each side spoke the weight of theirContinue reading “Transformational Conversation”

Sitting in silence, I breathed soothingly in and out, An invisible, yet life giving element  Air. Where does it belong? It expands my lungs. It gifts my blood with oxygen. It escapes my lungs. It returns to the wide expanse of the universe. Where does it belong? It blows down mammoth structures. It cools sweatingContinue reading “Belonging”

Conversation, Conversation, Conversation. What a delight to be engaged in heart-warming, uplifting and challenging conversations! Two friends and I spent a weekend like three peas in a pod. A pod that enclosed us in fraternal, spiritual and theological intimacy. As an introverted listener, it was both a delight and a challenge to play the listeningContinue reading “Conversation, Conversation, Conversation”