Some people I love are burying a precious, deeply loved, way too young child. I don't have words for the sadness. Sometimes poems speak for my broken heart. This one does: "And this is the consolation - that the world doesn't end, that the world one day opens up into something better, and that we one […]

"We are infinite souls inside finite lives and that alone should be enough to explain our incessant and insatiable aching." Ronald Rolheiser This is why I - and many of you - have a proclivity toward melancholy. This is the sadness that lives deep down in our souls; that we feel in our bellies. This […]

Hi. I'm Alice and I have a proclivity toward melancholy. And as the days grow short and the cold settles in, I almost revel in this proclivity. I spend more time in my flannel pj's, candles lit, soft music playing, cozy socks on my feet and deep books about waiting and suffering and well, melancholy, […]