We gathered at the place of memory. A trio of selves, images of one self. Together a strange kind of trinity. Memories lost, memories new, and memories yet to be. This meeting made in time, birthed by a life lived past, present, and future. A meeting of reinvented people built by experience, learning, and history. … Continue reading A trinity of strangers
Have You really already come? Was it really You, the God we were expecting when we poured forth our longing for "Him who was to come," for the Mighty God, Father of the Future, Prince of Peace, The God of Light and Truth and Eternal Happiness? Indeed, Your coming is promised in the very first … Continue reading When is Christmas?
A beautiful face is perhaps the only place where true silence is to be found. - Giorgio Agamben, “Image and Silence" [i] Ava, my little love. What do I see when I look at you? I see me; I see your mother---I see you. In you I see the amazing convergence of past love. You carry the … Continue reading A Reflection for Ava
"I am the beginning and the end." This is said to us who live in the bondage of time, who have to face the end, who cannot escape the past, who need a present to stand upon. Each of the modes of time has its peculiar mystery, each of them carries its peculiar anxiety. Each … Continue reading The Violent-Now