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Some advice I took

I was raised Catholic in America by English parents. I grew up, went to college, wandered off on my own. Years later, I was practicing walking meditation at a Buddhist monastery that turned out to be thronged by lapsed Catholics.... Continue Reading →

Diving In(to the Wreck)*

I’ve always taken religion very seriously, and that’s probably how I ended up spending a third of my life as a staunch atheist.   As a kid, I swung between abject fear that I had committed the unpardonable sin (for... Continue Reading →

We can’t ALL be right? Can we? Subjective and Objective perspectives on faith

“This all men speak of as God” is the conclusion to the third of Thomas Aquinas’ “Quinque Viae”, commonly thought of as the quintessential proofs of the existence of God. The other four end with permutations on the same theme.... Continue Reading →

TWS Conversations (3) – Gordon, who we met on the Omega Course: rethinking what Jesus meant about loving yourself

My Journey Into A Transcendent Spirituality

When writing this post I wanted to avoid cheese at all costs. It’s so easy when you write a post saying hello to people, you can get into corny language, and not truth. And I guess that’s part of who I am. I’m James Prescott, and I don’t like to be corny, or fake - I’ve always valued honesty, integrity, and that jargony word, authenticity. As a writer, that goes into all the work I do - my books, my blog posts, everything. Including my spiritual journey.

Burst in a million parts to get back to wholeness

I just had my 9th birthday 3 months before my father died. A dramatic part in this situation was that I had foreseen it some hours before or let's better say: a deep feeling within me told me that I... Continue Reading →

To-Do Lists

How I became part of The Way Station can be connected to my lists. My To-Do lists are slightly ridiculous.  There are things on these lists such as "Start a Yoga Practice," “Learn Latin” and “Plan Entire Summer,” as well... Continue Reading →

Discords and violent faith journeying

Suspended, Unresolved The nicest ladies taught me how to pray In Sunday Best, contained and passionless As if some cross-stitched Christ, all wafer thin And prim could only bear for me to humour him. I threw my new guitar across... Continue Reading →

Boys.

The end of the song...that is where it's at.  By "it" I meant the punch to the gut, for me.  I like Bazan's music a great deal, but I don't LOVE it all of the time.  Sometimes, there is a... Continue Reading →

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