The Holy People
We are starved for the holy. I saw a nun walking down the sidewalk the other day…
Tag: travel
Rain: A Therapeutic Memoir
I ache to return to those days, but I can’t. Time only moves in one direction and I’m caught in her cruel current.
Reflections on a Summer Fling
I was afraid. That’s what good kisses do; they put a little bit of fear inside of you.
April 7, 2017
On creativity & passion
Settling Down without Settling
This is for the wild ones.
The Scariest Prayer You Can Pray
“How open are you to humiliation?” my pastor asked me.
Porn and That Place in the Distance
There was the wild night in Paraty dancing behind the Gecko Chill Bar, which ended with me running five miles barefoot along the river and collapsing on the front steps of a cathedral on the edge of town.
A Millennial Hymn
Because I’ve learned that people come and go—or maybe I’m the one who’s leaving….
The Boring and The Holy
I always thought you had to travel the world and see miracles to encounter the supernatural…
Gradient
Whenever I see a sunset, I always try to pinpoint the place in the sky where the pink stops and the blue takes over. What I’ve come to find is that you can’t. There is no single point.