by nadine j. smet-weiss spiritual director did you rise to meet beauty in the mirror this morning walk out the door to delight in its blooming all about you find it even in a frowning face enough to smile in return and then delight to discover it was everywhere present waiting
by nadine j. smet-weiss spiritual director now is the season to come alive awaken to the power of the light you bear embody the gifts that are yours to give open your arms to receive what others live to share now is the season to come alive awaken to the love you are
by nadine j. smet-weiss spiritual director when I look honestly at the world which is my mirror the reflection i see appears to be a mangled mess entangled with exquisite beauty raw material for life imagined may love guide my daily contribution
by nadine j. smet-weiss spiritual director having come full circle it may seem we have gotten nowhere until we share the story of our journey realizing how far we have come and thus filled we begin again
nadine j. smet-weiss spiritual director my heart hungers for the sense of fullness found in being truly alive tempted as i am some days to bury that hunger with the busyness of doing my heart will not be satisfied until i honor breath requesting its blessing upon all my doings
by nadine j. smet-weiss spiritual director we are living history born of egg pierced by sperm embodying the horrors and the hopes of our ancestors forward the ongoing story of creation sounding through us may we consciously choose to honor their legacy being the change becoming the dream
nadine j. smet-weiss spiritual director go slow look around take notice pause pay attention unhurry be here now this season this day this moment this breath this life connected
nadine j. smet-weiss spiritual director beloveds let us embrace beginning release the anxiety of arrival the journey is step by step in time punctuated by pauses for reflection restoration reorientation celebration between beginnings embraced
nadine j. smet-weiss spiritual director yesterday was chilly spring it seemed summer might never arrive today august is upon us all too soon the shortness of shortening days undeniable but now now this moment is infinite