Showing posts from September, 2017

Truly, I have seen all six wives of Henry VIII disappear

This actually happened.  I'm not kidding.  See the video evidence. 
My friend, Kind Sir Bruce of Wisconsin gave me the gift of a vessel which bears the images of Henry VIII and his six wives. When I pour steaming, hot liquid into this fine cup, I see the wives evaporate and blanch into ghostly white shadows. As my tea cools the wives slowly re-appear...

It's been quite a lark, having the mug on my desk, watching the wives vanish and then return, especially as I've drank from it early in the morning in the soft gold of September sunrise, while writing a long-form pro-life work on marriage that draws on my many years of helping women in crisis pregnancy.

(This work on pro-life and marriage is being written in tandem with the long-form work on Padre Pio. I ask your prayers for the good of these projects.)

 For a satirical look at Henry VIII and the story of his six spouses...

Seamus Heaney wasn’t anti-Catholic, but he saw Irish Catholicism as a thing of the past

Introduction to this post
What a wet week it has been here in London. A soggy August gave way to a sodden September 2017. Popping around London and hearing the announcements on loudspeakers in the tube train stations advising customers to be careful because 'inclement weather' makes the floors of the stations slippy - brings my mind back to Septembers in Ireland when it rained all the time and of walking to school in the wind-driven rain that always found a way into your shoes and schoolbag and of having to sit through classes in wet, clammy clothes. 

A more visceral memory still is of one I used to have all through school of preparing to study Seamus Heaney and then as a 20 year-old of preparing to be taught by him. I don't recall it as a merry mindfulness, rather of being mentally muzzled: you had to praise and praise the poetry of Heaney, no criticism of his poems was ever tolerated. Almost like your checklist for school or college was, 'lunch, homework and that menta…