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Figs are beginning to ripen; the air is fragrant with blossoming vines. Come on then, my love; my darling: come with me. Song of Solomon 2:13 One of my earliest memories as a child is the fragrance from the honeysuckle that used to grow along the wall just outside my bedroom window. On a warm summer evening when the window was open the heady, luxurious, fragrance would permeate the room and it felt like peace and blessings all rolled into one. Over the years the sweet fragran

Reflection on Matthew 11:16-19, 25-30 One of my favourite theologians, who is also a philosopher, mystic and poet, is John O’Donohue. He tells the story of a British anthropologist researching a Hindu village in India where there is a tradition of weaving the most beautiful and stunning designs in cashmere. The intricacy and delicacy make them more like works of art than mere fabrics. Anyway, the anthropologist notices that the way in which they achieve this artistry is by ga