Flights of Lunacy

I haven't been a reporter for a week and a half now, and I do not miss it. For a while, reporting, I was content with actually being a...

I decided several weeks ago that I won't be giving up anything particular for Lent this time around. Instead, I'm going to chose som...

I have a slight conundrum. Probably six months ago, my former roommate Pam and her fiancé, Adam, asked me to give one of the readings at t...

I'm reading two quite disparate books at the moment. One is Dante's Purgatory (so much lighter, tone-wise, than the Inferno, which I...

This is a long one. I could probably have edited it more than I have, but to be quite honest, I didn't want to. Some I wrote over the la...

The highlight of 2015 for me had to be seeing Pope Francis in Washington, D.C. during his first trip to America. I was fortunate to be...

Now that we're in Advent, we're moving swiftly toward Christmas, which is my favorite liturgical season (sorry Easter, although I lo...

Sometimes the beauty of language just halts me flat -- causing eyes and brain and heart to pause at a turn of phrase, a paragraph or, in thi...

A friend posted the above to my Facebook page several days ago, and -- while it is a bit of an exaggeration -- I had to laugh at how accu...

I recently returned from a too-short but much needed week at the beach. I had, not intentionally, waited until the end of August to use...

Five days stand between me and a week at the beach, and I can't wait. The last time I went to the beach was for about two hours on a clo...

Well this has certainly been languishing, hasn't it? Anyhow, I've just finished Harper Lee's "Go Set A Watchman," an...

Not too long ago, I was cleaning out my voice mail and, as I went through them (there were something like 21 just hanging out; clearly the c...

It seems I have yet to find a way to balance journaling and blogging, because it seems while I'm perfectly capable of doing one (to the...

I wrote 70-plus pages in a journal during the two weeks Mom and I were in Scotland (despite our breakneck pace through the country and esse...

And that's just one side... Departure day, T-minus 5 hours and 10-odd minutes, give or take. The reality that Mom and I are leaving ...

It had been far, far (vastly!) too long since I was last on a retreat, and so last (Memorial Day) weekend's Florida State University Cat...