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My wife and I have a tradition of getting each other a Christmas ornament each year. One of the first she got for me was a space shuttle since she sometimes called me “spaceman.” She had already realized that I would often blast off toward the planets of my mind before I had a chance at coming home again—to my heart.
I thought my pilgrimage to Assisi would be aimed toward solitude, silence, and stillness. But I was surprised to find that the healing and peace I found came through people and conversations
It would be wise in our age to return to the wisdom that arose from Vatican II around the notion of inculturation—the idea that diversity within differing cultures contributes to a “deeper humanity” and a “better plan for the universe.”
When my life is lacking simplicity or discipline, whenever it feels chaotic, I sometimes fantasize about living like a monk or a friar.
It is easy some days for our minds to race with thoughts, doubts, ideas, and anxieties and lose touch with our hearts in the process.
“What’s the fear?” she asked. I paused. “I guess I just feel like creativity is part of who I am. And when I don’t have
Sometimes on the path we’re walking upon, it is easy to become haunted by regret, comparisons, or dreams yet to be attained. The contemplative must rise above lingering either/or judgments of oneself and trust in the non-dualistic path that has uniquely chosen them to walk upon it.
