I’m not exactly sure how to do this, but it struck me again today how often I feel guilty about my job as ‘stay at home mom’. Why on earth do I feel guilty about this? I like my job (well, most of the time, sometimes it’s really, really boring, like when I notice that…
Author: Sharon Heaney Richards
SoulStroller, writer, poet, mom, wife, home chef, dual citizen and lover of books, art and travel. Many years of exploring the globe contribute to my ability to navigate and engage in the world with a sense of ease and anticipation. I am a pilgrim at heart and love to explore new landscapes, language and culture. As a former teacher (Bachelors of Education, University of British Columbia) I'm a curious learner and avid listener to both young and old.
You can also find me at SoulStrolling.com
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February, Joy and Sorrow
February is a mixed month for me emotionally, spiritually, and practically. I am reminded of a quote by Joyce Rupp, “Joy and sorrow are sisters and they live in the same house.” I experience much joy in February as both Bethany and Nathan celebrate their birthdays. I love celebrating birthdays. Nate turned 12 on Feb….
The Christmas season: Extroverts in Paradise
Ok, so this does have the potential to be quite grabby in its’ tag line – yes? I have been pondering this for the past while. Actually, I’ve more likely than not been pondering and feeling it for a very long time. I am an introvert. I had this thought the other day that some…
Silence, self and family systems
I realize that this is an expansive topic and could possibly be content for a book, incredibly long post, and/or a series of posts. It’s something that I’ve been thinking about and I’d like to jot down to connect it all together. This probably comes from having spent the past two plus days with my…
On lighting candles
I have also enjoyed candles. I think I particularly enjoy late fall and winter because it gets dark earlier and I like to go around my house lighting up the darkness. Lighting candles is a spiritual practice for me. It began quite a long time ago, but I became more prayerfully intentional about it about…
My dad’s death
My dad, Jim (James Colin Heaney) passed away suddenly on Feb. 23, 2007. It is now Nov. of 2008 and I am just now writing on my blog. I’ve done alot of writing, by hand, in my journals. One journal I began immediately after his death, and it contains stuff, memories, emotions, thoughts, questions, loss…
Belief and mystery
I believe in the mystery of the kingdom of God; in the power of silence and prayer for the world. I believe and embrace the mystery of communion with God – of eating God’s flesh and drinking His blood (with the complete awareness that this sounds kind of ludicrous and barbaric). I believe in children:…
The Spiritual Exercises of St. Ignatius
About two weeks ago I began attending a class about the spiritual exercises of St. Ignatius. Inigo (Ignatius) of Loyola was a Basque warrior from way back when who ended up encountering and connecting with God through a series of events in his life. Out of his own story with God came what he termed…
Entering the Emptiness
I didn’t come up with the above title on my own, it’s the chapter title in a book I like by Gerald May, “The Awakened Heart”. I first read this book about five years ago. I’ve picked it up again, because I feel like my heart is being awakened again to go a little deeper…
Anne Lamott
I like Anne Lamott: how she writes, stuff she thinks about, just a bunch of stuff. I’ve been having a hard time recently with some things in life and came across something that she wrote: “Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right…
A picture is written poetry
“L’immagine e poesia scritta con i colori.” Translated from italian: A picture is written poetry. How delightful to happen upon this phrase in a photography book while sipping wine in Montalcino, Italy . We took 500+ photos on our recent European adventure. Too many to post on my blog. Some of the photos are like…
Silence
“Bisogna aggiungere il proprio silenzio al silenzio dei luoghi.” Translated from Italian to English: You need to bring your own silence to the silence of places. I landed upon this phrase while tasting wine in Montalcino, Italy . I was sipping wine and glancing through a photography book and below the photos were written different…
Sharon Richards 