Led by Prime Minister the Honourable Mia Mottley, Barbados became a Republic on November 30, 2021 (Feast of St. Andrew), severing political allegiance to the historically tainted British Monarchy. This brave and bold move is like the interrelationship between the tide, timing and skills needed for surfing. Surfers paddle on their surfboards out to theContinue reading “Mia Mottley Tide”
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Hybrid Relationships
Relationships – personal and professional – are like three persons preparing a community meal, not in opposition, but in cooperation. The three participants are: Thesis Antithesis Synthesis Thesis proposes, suggests, recommends, initiates, begins, places a menu on the card. Antithesis agrees with some and disagrees with others on the menu. “I like that, but whyContinue reading “Hybrid Relationships”
Bound . . . Bound . . . Bound . . . Boundaries!
Creation breathes boundaries. Seas, rivers, lakes, oceans and ponds have limits. Hills, forests and valleys have limits. Animals and plants have limits. Creation breathes boundaries. Nights and days have limits. Seasons have limits. Hurricanes, tornadoes and storms have limits. Rain, hail, storms, dew and snow have limits. Creation breathes boundaries. Universes . . . PlanetsContinue reading “Bound . . . Bound . . . Bound . . . Boundaries!”
Pope gives sweet answer to heartsick boy who lost his papa
My Home Garden – An Imperfect Icon of the Church’s Synodal Journey.
The magnificent beauty of the garden rests in the diversity of participants in communion, in symbiotic relationship – the diversity of plants, colours, sizes, types, birds, insects, reptiles, leaves and heights. These diverse members are like companions on a journey. Each by itself lacks beauty, lacks function and lacks purpose. On the journey there isContinue reading “My Home Garden – An Imperfect Icon of the Church’s Synodal Journey.”
Synod as Accompaniment
How does it feel?
How does it feel . . . . . . to be the unaccepted, unloved, unwanted because of who I am? . . . to be neglected, pushed to the edge of the circle of my families and friends? . . . to be ignored, scorned, labelled and boxed in? . . . to beContinue reading “How does it feel?”
God’s Grace Is Like The Caribbean Sea
Written by Angelo Kurbanali On an ordinary day, I stand on my feet in the sand in ankle(ish) deep water. The ends of the waves coming and going, water splashing all around me. Some waves are larger than others, but the one certainty is that the waves are coming. Few of us in the CaribbeanContinue reading “God’s Grace Is Like The Caribbean Sea”
Synod – Walking Together
Synod is walking together, not running. Running is speed. Speed is end focused. Who will arrive first? Arrival is victory. Victory is reward, not for the group, but for one. Synod is walking together, not running. Walking is slowness. Slowness is awareness, awareness of the other. Awareness of the other is attention. Attention is concern,Continue reading “Synod – Walking Together”
Listening and Awareness
Listening is awareness, awareness of what’s happening within and around me. In me and around me, there’s mystery – hidden within my moods and emotions. THE MYSTERY OF JOY Listening is awareness that I am joyful at the birth of my child. Listening is awareness that I feel satisfied with my school examination results. ListeningContinue reading “Listening and Awareness”
Beloved Reflections 