The CEO of the Cathedral Music Trust is visiting 100 choirs across England and Wales over 50 days of cycling Meg Elliot writing in Cycling Weekly The late afternoon light is falling in greens and oranges and reds on the cathedral's terracotta floor. People clutter the pews as the music starts up, complex, layered sound... Continue Reading →
By Bill McKibben — This article appears in the January/February 2026 issue of Sojourners Magazine — Subscribe A no sweat, no hills, planet-loving bicycle seems pretty heavenly to me. THERE ARE A few things that seem like magic to me. One is ice—when water freezes, suddenly you can glide across the surface of the earth.... Continue Reading →
[Ken Gray] Yesterday on Canada Day I suggested that a core part of Canadian identity is a desire for, and an experience, of freedom. Already thinking along such lines I appreciated this following post from the Centre for Action and Contemplation (Richard Rohr) on the act of freedom. When freedom becomes more than a concept,... Continue Reading →
Posted by James Morgan | May 11, 2025 | TheReview.ca -- UPDATED [Ken Gray] Many have found the spiritual discipline of pilgrimage helpful as a way to integrate physical exercise with respect for creation and as a way to advocate for a healthy world. In other posts I have focused on these themes, not less... Continue Reading →
I totally get it! When things change for me, other changes follow. When clergy leave a parish (or cathedral) things they valued sometimes disappear. (Trust me on this.) Joseph had led the people of Israel during times of famine. His prophecy of good and bad times was fully realized. As a result he enjoyed the... Continue Reading →
It is hard to believe, but as of yesterday we have now lived in Summerland (for a second time) for a full year. I tried to publish this blog yesterday, but we were simply too busy—hence the odd blog title. Oen year and counting, it is hard to believe how rich our lives are here.... Continue Reading →
Like many things in my life, learning to ride a bicycle took me a long time—I am a lifelong if sometimes slow learner. My father tried to teach me on the back lawn of our home in Victoria. He had just bought me a lovely green one-speed CCM, complete with two tires, one backpedal brake,... Continue Reading →
Take Note - Reflections on life, music, politics, retirement and more by Ken Gray 