Praying the Rosary, recounting Jesus’ life through repeated Hail Marys, invites reflection and quiet space, embracing the silence between words and personal adaptation.
In my childhood, my cousin Zoe once fostered a kitten, inky black, whose name I have long forgotten. I was some age before morality, clearly, as I remembered learning that cats had nine lives so I ...
Uncertainty is never over; meaning and joy have to be found right in the middle of it, if they’re ever to be found at all. This aspect of the human condition is undoubtedly an uncomfortable one. But ...