It is so tempting, when we witness what seems like pure evil, to point fingers, cast judgment and draw a sharp distinction between the darkness we see in others with the light we believe constantly emanates from our own souls. In times of war when good and evil appear glaringly obvious we are presented with […]
How do we approach an average day while across the ocean pregnant women are bombed to death? How do we think about errands while men leave their families at the border to go back and fight to the death? How do we sit in front of our glowing television screens and watch cities pounded into […]
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, […]
