humanity
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“Love Me,” We Say
The Sufi poet Hafiz, writing over 600 years ago, opens one of his poems by asserting: "Everyone you see, you say to them, 'Love me.'" You don't say it aloud, of course, but it's there, just beneath the surface, revealed… Continue reading
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On a Snowy Night
I walk through my neighborhood on a snowy night a few days before Christmas, mulling over life and just wondering (as in, feeling wonder-struck) at the decorations and lights. Every now and then something I see triggers specific memories from my childhood, like the… Continue reading
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Was Jesus a Grownup?
I asserted (back on October 22), that there are no grownups. Part of maturing is acknowledging and embracing this. To be human means not being a grownup; to some degree, we all remain insecure, self-centered children. And that's okay. It's… Continue reading
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To See with the Eyes of the Divine
In an often-quoted passage from the writings of Thomas Merton, he relates the following epiphany, experienced while standing on a street corner in Louisville, Kentucky: "I was suddenly overwhelmed with the realization that I loved all those people, that they… Continue reading