Making use of a spiritual loom I am one making my way through this world, breathing, living, learning, walking alongside some and sitting with others. I am fascinated by the outcome of the weave and pattern of conversation and prayer; alone or with others. It can be quite unpredictable. Some of this is work and some is vocation. I enjoy listening to others as they describe their understanding of the journey they are making. I write a bit and think a lot. I live within. The light of Christ is there. But I do enjoy coming out for a walkabout and sharing in the varying hues of light I see in others. Some of it is dark. Some of it is bright. I love a lot of people and am finding my way to love others. I connect best through the sharing of prayer; the sharing of the heart. Though I live within, I have to talk it out or write it out to get the deeper sense of the inner experience but words are often not enough to describe the fullness. So I talk a bit, write a bit and pray often. I also play a bit and sing a lot. I cycle quietly and steadily. I swim slowly and steadily. But for the time being I mostly walk. I do that steadily too. I try to look at everything with eyes of joyful expectation. I try to follow Jesus with the attitude of St. Francis of Assisi. I have probably lived more than half my life now. But perhaps I might be wrong about that.