Just wanted to share a thought that came to me as I sat and pondered the meaning of the ashes. ‘You are ashes and to ashes you shall return.’ It struck me how everything is temporary. Everything is temporary. So why worry about our daily sorrows if by tomorrow they are already ash in the wind?

So, I spent the evening sitting on the couch reading Mary Malone’s trilogy on Women and Christianity, while my daughter served me imaginary tea and my men played on the computer. In terms of sacred space, it couldn’t get much more sacred than that!

Blessed Lent everyone!