by Lisa McCrohan | Nov 12, 2014 | Living Your Spirituality in Everyday Life, Soulful Poetry
Belonging My Darling, how is it that you search for belonging like a poor beggar on hands and knees frantically scrounging the dirt floor for food? My Dear Heart, if you wish, I can continue to beg and scrounge alongside you, and we can keep bruising our hands and...
by Lisa McCrohan | Oct 20, 2014 | Cultivating Compassion, Nourishing Our Connections, Soulful Poetry
The Ache of Monday Morning by Lisa McCrohan I watch my husband and children hop into the car and drive off to school. I stand there on the front steps, barefoot in my pajamas feeling the cold cement underneath my feet, my empty hand still warm from the toast I ran out...
by Lisa McCrohan | Aug 27, 2014 | Soulful Poetry
There are moments that suddenly stop you and you sense your place in the order of things. I had that moment the other day at mass, sitting there next to my beloved, realizing that someday they’ll read my name, as part of the prayers for all those who have died....
by Lisa McCrohan | Jun 30, 2014 | Mindful Motherhood, Parenting with Compassion, Soulful Poetry
What Remains By Lisa McCrohan I see now how this life is fleeting. Every breath, every time my little ones wrap their tiny arms around my neck and shout, “Mama!,” every gleeful plea for “one more story” at bedtime is holy ripe and ready in this moment to savor, then...
by Lisa McCrohan | Jun 13, 2014 | Cultivating Compassion, Soulful Poetry
The Power of Vulnerability By Lisa McCrohan All that makes me tender – makes my eyes glisten with salty tears, makes my lips quiver and arms reach out to hold all that makes me vulnerable – makes me look less than perfect, makes me ask for help and...
by Lisa McCrohan | Jun 9, 2014 | Parenting with Compassion, Soulful Poetry
For those of you who know my husband, Brian, you know what a calm, deeply loving presence he has. Being with him is like being alongside a calm, steady stream – you feel alive, connected, and able to touch the silence within you. This Father’s Day, I wanted to write a...
