Spirit Matters columns
In a world where change is faster than a lightning bolt, and anything and everything goes, some things stand the test of time.
We are starving for kind words.
To me, it is like getting a hard punch in the gut. When ominous possibilities become a life-changing reality.
My cousin Chris has been gone now for nearly 34 years. But after all these years of his physical absence, his presence in my heart is far more expansive than was possible when he was here among us.
Straddlers are those who grow up in a working-class home, but graduate college and work in professional environments – often the first generation in their families to do so.
One of the best gifts you can give yourself and others, is the gift of being yourself.
All writers doubt themselves, at least some of the time.
Why am I here? What is it I am here to do?
Back in the mid-1990s, a modern revolution hit the bookshelves of women’s spirituality.
In many ways, it seems as though I have been walking in place for the last 18 years. Of course, that is not true.
The Church honors Joseph as the patron saint of the Universal Church, families, fathers, expectant mothers, travelers, immigrants, house sellers and buyers, craftsmen, engineers and working people.
On the threshold of a new beginning, I have been taking a walk down memory lane this week.
This occasional brain fog is just another part of human existence.
If you were a flower, which one would you be?
The day I realized no one, not a single other person, perceives the world around me exactly the same way I do, was life-changing.