Memory holds on to such funny little details: the hat I lost at a bar on Arlington St. The ride down the grad-school elevator on Friday afternoons to meet friends. The fancy piano at the fancy lounge on which one friend played “Ain’t Misbehavin’” until a manager asked him to stop (apparently we were misbehavin’).Continue reading >>
When we know what’s coming
The other night, unexpectedly, a flash of pain in my stomach made me bolt up in bed. An old hand at GI issues, I knew the pain was further “upstream” than previous intestinal pain; and the combination of familiar and unfamiliar sensation troubled me. I twisted a bit and peeled off a layer before IContinue reading >>
Ready to be good: when we want to help but don’t know how
God is always ready to bring about good. This doesn’t mean that the world is perfect, or that God always comes crashing in to undo our bad choices or bad luck. There is always goodness waiting to bubble up, even when the world is dark. If you have a driven personality like mine, maybe you’veContinue reading >>
How to slow the turning
I lay on my mat after a steamy and exhausting yoga practice on the last day of the year. The day had started with a stressful phone call ensuring that stress would follow me into the new year, and after an hour of exertion my mind had finally stopped racing. I disobeyed the teacher’s guidanceContinue reading >>
Restoration
Not far from the Sanctuary of Loyola, near St. Ignatius’ family home, pilgrims can visit the Magdalene Chapel. When Ignatius returned to his homeland having fallen ill in Paris in April 1535, he stayed in Azpeitia, a neighboring village, living with the sick and the indigent at the Magdalene hospital and praying at the nearbyContinue reading >>
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