It's live.
Liturgical Intelligence, first turn — now on Substack.
For the people paying attention and still not finding their footing.
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The world is loud. You're paying attention. And you're still not sure what to do with any of it.
Something for that is coming this week.
Liturgical Intelligence — on Substack. 🕯️
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We have more access now than anyone before us.
More content.
More tools.
More ways to know.
And yet-
it’s easier than ever to carry nothing at all.
Join us this morning for May's Sketching!
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Follow. Pause. Return. Begin again.
Today is World Labyrinth Day.
Not a maze to solve, but a path to walk.
You don’t win a labyrinth. You don’t get lost in it either.
You follow. You pause. You return.
And somewhere in the walking, something in you is gently transformed.
I saw a version of my work today.
An AI summary.
It tried.
It found the shape.
But it started to drift.
Join us for a new sketching as we ask- Will we stay long enough for it to matter?
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There are some things you don’t have to remove in order to lose.
You don’t have to ban great stories.
You don’t have to silence the words.
You don’t even have to change the forms.
You can leave everything exactly where it is… and still lose it.
More:
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We Begin Again with a Promise
“But in fact, Christ has been raised from the dead…”
(1 Corinthians 15:20, NRSV)
Not new.
Not trending.
Not waiting to be discovered.
Already true.
Before we named it.
Before we built anything around it.
Before we understood…what it would ask
We begin again, the same way. Not out of habit;
but because some things are not meant to be replaced.
“O God, who made this most holy morning to shine with the glory of the Lord’s resurrection: Stir up in your Church that Spirit of adoption which is given to us in Baptism…
The path is still here.
we see it differently now.
Marked
not to guide us away,
but to show us what we passed without understanding.
The cross was never separate from the way.We just didn’t recognize it.
Life has already begun to gather
Not announced.
Not complete.
Just present.