Justice
Justice isn’t an abstract idea—it’s the everyday work of noticing who is being left out, who is being harmed, and where love is still needed. In the messy, ordinary spaces of our lives, we’re invited to pay attention, to listen deeply, and to respond with courage and compassion. This is where faith becomes action—imperfect, persistent, and rooted in the belief that things can be made more whole.
My celibacy is steeped in a whole lot of love
On Valentine’s Day and every day, my celibacy is steeped in a whole lot of love. What does it mean to live consecrated celibacy on…
The sacred tension of solitude
My week alone is coming to an end. I’ve been in hermit mode, making a retreat in a cabin in the woods. It’s truly been…
Look down the line
In this moment, upon this crack, this still space of time — let yourself open wide. See the space before and beyond. Look down the…
Finding common ground in the din of debate
Debate divides this nation, and democracy is in disarray. On one hand, we enjoy light, good-natured disagreements: — Is the dress blue and black or…
Beyond lonely scrolling
Sitting alone in a living room on a dark winter night, I am staring at a screen once again. With a TV buzzing in the…
Change isn’t linear
“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know…
Thanksgiving and the Eucharist: the story of our lives
“With five brothers,” began my dad, telling the familiar story to my niece and nephew, “your Great-aunt Kathy was always getting her food stolen. Her…
God, the Ocean
A little over a week ago, I got to be near the ocean. I didn’t get to see it. I didn’t get to tuck my…