In the hushed sanctuary of my devoted practice, I patiently await the gentle glow of spirit, Embracing the obsidian expanse of sensory night. The world outside fades away, As my tether to its chaos is severed. The room envelops me in tranquil darkness, Silencing the clamour of noise, scent, flavour, touch, and vision. With a prayer to the sacred, I…

The preacher man with fire and brimstone looked at me ‘Unless you are saved, you are going to burn in the fires of hell’ he cried. Full of the self-righteous piety of his steely eyed faith Shadows casting their projection around him like a cloak I felt his fury, his scorn, his depraved need to fill the vacuum in his…

Stop looking for answers hold instead to the question in your heart. The question taken inwards unfolds into a stairway that guides you down into the centre of your soul where the wonder, mystery, and grace of the unknowing light a candle in the darkness. Where majesty and mundane can exchange notes that only a silent listener can hear And…

From Womb to Tomb        ©2023 John F. Doherty In life’s embrace,from womb till tomb we stay,meeting challenges that come our way.Equilibrium sways ‘twixt faith’s two poles,Incarnation’s risk:where emotion rolls.Unknown fate beckons,in shadows it hides,death of form,where all impact subsides.Yet deep within,layers obscurely laid,a path emerges,though often waylaid.Spiritual journey through brokenness and pain,seeking love and meaning,we sustain.Within us lies an…