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Margaret Silf

Margaret Silf is passionate about making Christian spirituality, and especially Ignatian spirituality, accessible to people with no theological background. Her columns reflect her experiential approach, drawing connections between the eternal truths of the Christian vision and the moment-by-moment events and choices of everyday living.

Margaret lives in her native England. She is married with a grown daughter, and holds a BA degree in English from London University and a Masters degree from Keele University. Trained by Jesuits of the British Province in spiritual companionship, she left paid employment as a technical author in the computer industry in 2000, to devote her time to writing, and accompanying others on their spiritual journey through retreats, workshops and days of reflection.

She has written many books on the spiritual journey for 21st century pilgrims, including Inner Compass, Close to the Heart, Wayfaring, Sacred Spaces, and the CPA award winning The Gift of Prayer. Her latest titles are Wise Choices (Bluebridge) and Roots and Wings: The Human Journey from a Speck of Stardust to a Spark of God (Eerdmanns).

Articles by Margaret Silf
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The Great Divide: 'It was not difficult to identify with that little raindrop.'
Margaret Silf
If you ever find yourself in Johannesburg, South Africa, be sure to make your way to a little koppie, or small hillock, in the heart of the University of Witswatersrand campus. The city is built on hills, but this hill is special. It is home to the Origins Centre, where you can explore the fascinati
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Less Is More: 'When you go down into the depths of the canyon at dawn, you can meet the creator at work.'
Margaret Silf
The plane touched down in Las Vegas. Neither my friend nor I had much of a clue about camping; so along with the tent, the sleeping bags and the backpacks, we had with us all kinds of things that might come in useful. We could hardly move beyond the carousel. In fact that Hercules transporter you ma
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Big Dreams, Daily Details: 'So what are you going to do next?'
Margaret Silf
The graduation season is finally over. All over the country young people have completed their studies and received the diplomas that, they hope, will unlock a future of their choosing. In Britain the ritual of graduation involves the donning of graduation hoods and gowns (hired at great expense for
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Firm Foundations
Margaret Silf
Global politics can sometimes have unexpected, and very local, side effects. I guess it’s a bit like the proverbial butterfly flapping its wings in the Indian Ocean and causing a tornado in Kentucky. Events that seem remote and impersonal can cause tidal waves in the lives of very small people.
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The Deepest Desire
Margaret Silf
Desire has a bad press. Most of us, at least those beyond a certain age, have grown up thinking that anything we desire is probably something we shouldn’t even be thinking about, and whatever God’s will might be, it is surely diametrically opposed to what we actually want.
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Between Yesterday and Tomorrow
Margaret Silf
Lent can be a disorienting, dislocating time, and sometimes it seems that it observes us more than we observe it. Twice recently I had the feeling that Lent was observing me and gently tweaking at my mind and heart, not without a smile on its face. The first of these moments happened in the middle o
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Burns, Blessings and Sacred Scars
Margaret Silf
I put my hand in the oven a few weeks ago and scorched myself on the heating element. In normal times this would have been just another domestic accidenta careless mistake for which my skin paid the penalty. But the times were not normal. I was in a dark space following the breakdown of a significan
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Everyday Epiphanies
Margaret Silf
The starlight had dimmed. The magic of the Magi had dissolved into the gray of a January work week. And it had been a long week. I was feeling quite tired as I climbed into the taxi that would take me on the first stage of my journey home from the retreat house where I had been working. I was also a
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Vacancy: Apply Within
Margaret Silf
I still remember the day, back in 1953, when Mt. Everest was conquered. At the time there was great rejoicing, as Edmund Hilary and Sherpa Tensing set the first human footsteps upon the virgin snows of the mountain’s peak. It was many years later that I heard the story of how differently the t
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Kindling the Light
Margaret Silf
A light has gone out in the house next door. The elderly gentleman who lived there was a friend as well as a neighbor. A light in his porch always assured us that he was well. I really miss that light each night now as darkness falls. In some small way a light has gone out in the world too, because