Soul Seeing: Every October, a dozen of my classmates gather. Nine of us left the priesthood. Morrie is one of the stalwarts who remained.
Soul Seeing: Roads are the circulatory system of the human race and the original information highway. Without roads, there are no communities.
Soul Seeing: I wish people would offer those who struggle with depression the same compassion they offer to friends with socially acceptable illnesses.
Soul Seeing: Every day is just the same but totally different. The first click is at 7:30 a.m. Someone is singing.
Soul Seeing: When Pope Francis told a reporter, "I am a sinner," I knew I was in good company. However, Francis knows that the antidote to sin is mercy.
Soul Seeing: To take something seriously is to clench our mind on it like a fist. It squeezes out joy and brings headaches.
Soul Seeing: I grew up practicing sarcasm as a form of escape. A sarcastic tone lets me slip back into my shell, like a turtle or a snail.
Soul Seeing: Chaucer's The Canterbury Tales reminds us of our identity as pilgrims. We are all on a journey. And a motley crew we are.
Soul Seeing: In-between processes are less rational than imaginative, less internally focused than looking for clues outside the self.
This winter, three good friends and four admired colleagues died. As my generation winks out, there is plenty of time at funerals to think about grief and comforting the brokenhearted. It isn't easy.