Companions of the Sacred Flame,  Now Mary stood outside the tomb crying. As she wept, she bent over to look into the tomb and saw two angels in white, seated where Jesus’ body had been, one at the head and the other at the foot. They asked her, “Woman, why are you…

The disciples said to Jesus, “Tell us, how will our end come?” Jesus said, “Have you found the beginning, then, that you are looking for the end? You see, the end will be where the beginning is” Gospel of Thomas, Logion 18 Assumptions give colour and…

Companions of the Sacred Flame,  Stories and scriptures tell of ourselves as much as we tell them, perhaps more. And like scripture, there are multiple ways we can look at them and draw nutrients from them. Much like our ancient forebears, who found uses for every…

Companions of the Sacred Flame,  I weave a silence onto my lips. I weave a silence into my mind. I weave a silence within my heart. I close my ears to distractions. I close my eyes to attractions. I close my heart to temptations. Calm me, O Lord, as you stilled the…

While Gnosticism is ancient, most don’t grow up with it as their faith tradition – the good news is that means that most of its adherents are so because they’ve chosen to be so, as opposed to being dragged out by their parents, or family. A sometimes…

Companions of the Sacred Flame,  The darkening of the year in our seasonal calendar in the Northern Hemisphere is matched in part by our liturgical calendar – where it ascends and descends with a crescendo peak when we hit the Triduum of Hallowtide – All…

Life is eternal; and love is immortal; and death is only a horizon; and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight – William Penn.  Now we begin the darkening dance into the half of the year which is gilded with shadow. Underlying every relationship…

Now for the harvest! All is rich and full; The swelling grape is ripe upon the vine, So may his blessing sanctify your fall, And old love be remembered in new wine. Now may your ears be open to his call, You stand on holy ground, look up and see: His love burns red…

For that one moment, ‘in and out of time’, On that one mountain where all moments meet, The daily veil that covers the sublime In darkling glass fell dazzled at his feet. There were no angels full of eyes and wings Just living glory full of truth and grace. The Love…