March 6, 2026
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The Brittle Border: Why the Abuja Statement Disturbs a Benedictine Autistic Soul
Greetings from the heart of the Church of Ireland. As an Irish Anglican, my faith is rooted in the soil of this island—a tradition that has survived centuries of “hard borders” by choosing the Via Media, the Middle Way. As a Benedictine, my life is anchored by the vows of Stability and Hospitality. And as… Continue reading
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“At Evening, God Has Spoken”: A Vespers Hymn on Psalm 110 (76 76 D)
110 has long been one of the traditional psalms of Sunday Vespers. My new hymn, At Evening, God Has Spoken, reflects on that ancient text through the quiet landscapes of the Irish midlands—heathered hills, the Barrow’s waters, and the stillness of evening prayer—resting in Christ our High King through the night. Continue reading
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Of Lanterns, Bears, and Finding the Sun
113/69 may not be very low for most people, in fact it is well within the normal range, but my normal tends to be high so it was quite a drop. This poem was written during the night after such a drop. The darkness hums too loud to bear, each whisper sharp and near; my… Continue reading
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