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Extending a Summer Welcome
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With some adaptations they might be useful to you.
Invitation from Jim Cogley, Our Lady’s Island, Wexford
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Liam Power writing in The Waterford News & Star: Will the proposed changes to the abortion legislation lead to a more progressive regime?
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Séamus Ahearne: LEARN TO GET IN TOUCH WITH THE SILENCE WITHIN YOURSELF. (Elizabeth Kubler-Ross)
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The Youth Of Age
…”I used to worry about sin;
now I have no time for this.
When I pick up the Scriptures,
the light streams out at me
The words tremble with life,
and shout:’Abundant Life.’
My memory is memorising:
all the strands are being drawn together.
I can now say:
‘I see, I hear, I know, I smile, I love.’
I see new words, hear new music, know in deeper tones,
I smile at my dreams, I love with the trees.
I see bright flames coming from human lips.
I see rippling water flowing in endless light.
No container on earth can keep this flowing.
All my life is now here in the palm of my hand:
I am child, maid, woman, crone.
I live it all, now more fully.
How can I now describe my lightsome life?
I see
I yearn yet.”
Hildegard of Bingen ( Praying with the Women Mystics, Mary T Malone, the Columba Press 2006)