Our Morning Offering – 6 February – Blessed are You, O Mary! By St Jacob of Sarug — AnaStpaul (Reblog)

Our Morning Offering – 6 February – “Month of the Holy Family” and a Marian Saturday Blessed are You, O Mary!By St Jacob of Sarug (c 451-521)Syrian Bishop and Monk Blessed are you, O Maryand blessed is your holy soul,for your beatitude surpassesthat of all the Blessed.Blessed are you who have borne,embraced and caressed as […]

Our Morning Offering – 6 February – Blessed are You, O Mary! By St Jacob of Sarug — AnaStpaul

Saint of the Day – 5 February – Saint Avitus of Vienne (c 450-c 518) Bishop — AnaStpaul (Reblog)

Saint of the Day – 5 February – Saint Avitus of Vienne (c 450-c 518) Bishop of Vienne, Poet, Confessor and Defender of the Mysteries of the Faith against heretics, writer. Avitus was a distinguished Bishop of Vienne, in Gaul, from 490 to about 518, though his death is placed by some as late as […]

Saint of the Day – 5 February – Saint Avitus of Vienne (c 450-c 518) Bishop — AnaStpaul

Predictions (not Prophecies) for 2021! — TheWeeFlea.com (Reblog)

This weeks Christian Today column    The ‘prophets’ who gave us a ‘word from the Lord’ that Donald Trump was certainly going to be re-elected should be thankful that we no longer live in the theocratic State of Israel and that they are not subject to the command of being put to death for false […]

Predictions (not Prophecies) for 2021! — TheWeeFlea.com

Thought for the Day – 2 February – The Purification of Our Lady — AnaStpaul (Reblog)

Thought for the Day – 2 February – Meditations with Antonio Cardinal Bacci (1881-1971) (Image App down, I will post the image when it is restored.) The Purification of Our Lady “Today, the Church commemorates the Presentatio of the Child Jesus in the temple ad the Purification of the Blessed Virgin Mary.These ceremonies were carried […]

Thought for the Day – 2 February – The Purification of Our Lady — AnaStpaul

For Brigid

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Brigid, we parted one February,
an ending for us as the swelling of spring began.
Your name was not Brigid;
the Irvines were lowland Scots, after all,
but you resembled that Irish princess
with the auburn hair, the green eyes,
that cover of the paperback you had lent me
which had entranced me so.
What is it about chemistry?
Or is it music, the way cello and violin
complement one another?
Does the body reflect the soul,
or is flesh mere pretense to mask the true intention?
Things are clearer now —
weren’t we in love with love?
So much easier to bear than with each other,
where loss, pain and misery are set off,
the ticking time bomb of this duality.
And I didn’t say… but I saw you the other day,
older, wiser, a family of your own
but with the same look in your eyes,
so green.
Brigid, though decades now separate us,
I am glad of our anonymity,
the memory of what love might be.

Copyright Francis 2021

***Written for Earth Weal Weekly Challenge regarding Imbolc.