Sinking Into The Presence

I don’t know about you, but I’m a God-a-phobic.  I was raised a strict Catholic, and in that worldview God isn’t someone you could ever think of as a friend.  For years I described myself as a recovering Catholic, and swiftly turned and ran from any...

The Moment

I’ve mentioned before that often during my day a chant will start playing itself in my brain, much like pop music did when I was listening to FM radio.  There doesn’t seem to be any rhyme or reason to what chant shows up–it might be one I listened to...

Changin’

Lately I’ve had the classic R&B channel on in the background. It’s great–it plays all the funk & soul music I listened to growing up in Philly. I was looking for a theme for the podcast this week, and the funk classic “Changin'”...

The Invitation

The words of every chant were designed long ago with the purpose of taking you on a journey–but it’s just a sweet invitation.  If you choose to say yes, then the chant provides a road.  It’s a journey, and you can choose where and how far you go.  ...