Decades ago, when I was an English major, I imagined myself a poet. This was in part because I won a national poetry contest in high school that guaranteed me...
Author - Alice Camille
Cualquiera que imagine que Jesús no tiene ningún interés en el debate sobre nuestro trato hacia el extranjero en nuestras fronteras necesita asistir a más...
I have a friend in Europe who can barely keep a job. She’s brilliant, well-educated, charming, and loaded with experience in all aspects of her profession. The...
What are you looking for? Jesus asks this question of his disciples, those who propose to fall in line behind him. It’s a question we might ask more than we do...
I typed the question into the search engine with sincere curiosity: What does the word “O” mean? This wasn’t work avoidance—although I’m a master at that...
Whenever the prophet Malachi pops up at Mass, I think of a dark comedy from 1992 called Death Becomes Her. The former is a bleak prophet with nothing good to...
Recently I stayed with a friend in her comfortable, airy country house. Dottie is a collector. Among a jumble of art objects depicting dogs, camels, and fish...
My friend Beryl is what’s known as a super-ager. At 90, she’s as spry and adventurous as many half her age. Scientists are actually studying her to figure out...
A retreat director walked into a bar . . . This isn’t the start of a joke, but a lead-in to an inspiring conversation. It was Easter Sunday. I was checked into...
These days, I find myself mindlessly crossing to the other side of the street if I see someone proceeding down the sidewalk I’m on. It’s a COVID-19 reflex I...
