This book took me a few weeks to finish- its the kind of book you read, then put down and linger over passages. When you read a book with the sage conversation of two of the world’s great spirits, Archbishop Desmond Tutu and the Dalai Lama, you realize how much there is to learn. There is…
On Good Friday, I took a half day to go to service at the Cathedral of All Saints, drink spendid coffee ( I fasted ’til 3pm, which is always a hungry mistake for me, but I was well-intentioned) and see some interesting photography. Let’s talk about each of these things. The Good Friday service was…
Tomorrow, He will be broken. Tonight, He wonders and cries, “Must this be so Father?” To leave this dusty world, these faces filled with trust, is beyond Him now. “I love them all Father,” as he thinks of each friend and their follies, their frailties dearer to Him than their strengths: stubborn, proud, envious, but…
Lent is coming to a close and the four holiest days of the Christian year are upon us- Maundy Thursday through Easter. This Lent has been interesting for various reasons. Do you ever want to go deeper in your faith and understanding of your religion? That’s what happened to me this year and I wondered…
I’m a Christian feminist and I believe bodily autonomy is a prerequisite to living a fulfilling, spiritual life. And I also like a good pint. With that in mind, when I was told that Shmaltz Brewing was donating $1 per pint to Planned Parenthood Mohawk Hudson, I knew my husband and I would have to…
On Tuesday night, I, and a packed SEFCU Arena audience at SUNY Albany, heard and saw Associate Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor. My Bronx pride and Latina pride were tapped to the fullest. After all, I too am a (part) Puerto RIcan girl from the Bronx who fiercely loves books and the Yankees.* She’s a…
I am still shocked by what happened to Trayvon Martin. It’s been five years and I wrestle with the insanity of a country that thinks a murderer like George Zimmerman can go free. I am still ashamed of the mystery behind the death of Sandra Bland. I don’t know how she died but I don’t…
Living on the path is the way I hold myself accountable. I’ve made choices in my life that I’m proud of and others that I’m not proud of at all. The difference between those is the better choices happened when I followed a moral compass that feels true to myself, and true to my sense…
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