Soul Seeing

Michael Leach and friends write about seeing God, the world and ourselves with the eye of the soul. Each column is a spiritual reflection on the beauty that hides behind appearances and the peace that is beyond all understanding.

I believe in love even when I do not feel it

by Deirdre Cornell

Nov 26, 2019

Soul Seeing: My life has certainly not been as I would have planned. But if it were, they would not be here. These two treasures of my heart would never have been born if I had not gone out of my nest to meet the world.

Hope for creation never runs dry

by Patricia Bergen

Nov 12, 2019

Soul Seeing: Enter into the season of hope. Ask the spirit to open your heart to oneness. Support the children of the planet who are giving their time, talent and voice in hope of a future for their children.

Lazarus at our gate

by Pauline Hovey

Oct 29, 2019

Soul Seeing: I wonder what Jesus' parable would be about the poor outside our gate in the 21st century. What would he say about causing more harm to those who have suffered so much already?

God calls us to show up, be present

by Patrick Reardon

Oct 15, 2019

Soul Seeing: Being present means being open about my thoughts and feelings, as Jesus was.

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I believe in love even when I do not feel it

Hope for creation never runs dry

Lazarus at our gate

God calls us to show up, be present

St. Francis, as well as a cat, helped me understand the souls of animals

Stopping to smell the flowers in East Africa

A voice from the past: 'That talk in your office changed my life'

St. Bernadette's rib opened something

Reflective writing's call is to pay attention, to be awake and aware

I'm breathing my way past the 'prison' of the internet

How do you get Mother Teresa to stop praying?

In the holiness of beauty, a glimpse of God shines through

My 90-year-old mother falls, caught in the eye of apocalypse

Thank you, Jean Vanier, for teaching me to see

What's God got to do with it?

The Beatitudes in the Age of Me First

Like Paul, I was knocked off my horse and blinded

Deserve's got nothin' to do with it

Praying hands are begging hands

I saw Christ on the southern border

At 69, I still find grace and God on the basketball court

A simple story of a life well-lived

Gospel's poor widow is homeless in Vermont

Love leads to suffering, but we take the risk to love because we must

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