From the moment my plane touched down in Italy years ago, I was in love. Visiting the country where my grandfather was born was the fulfillment of a promise I’d made to myself. I’ve been back numerous times since, and every time I plan to travel ...
I traveled to Seattle a few weeks ago to give a parish retreat at St. Monica’s Church on Mercer Island. Long before I boarded the plane for my first ...
A very brief invitation to my Seattle Advent retreat. My first time in the Pacific Northwest. I loved it, and I found a spiritual vibe everywhere — at Pike ...
I first got to know Sister Johanne McCarthy, C.S.J., about 18 months ago when she wrote to complain that our Albany diocesan newspaper wasn’t giving ...
When I put Siena on our pilgrimage itinerary, it was mainly because I wanted to visit the church where St. Catherine of Siena's head rests. (The rest of her ...
I had waited to go to Florence for a long time, since I took an art history class in college, since I read E.M. Forster's A Room with a View and then fell ...
I originally wrote this post in January, but I came across it this morning when I was looking for something else. It was exactly what I needed to hear today, ...
It's been almost three weeks since I returned from Italy, and I still haven't managed to write any posts about the experience or trade my Euro for U.S. ...
I saw this last night on a friend's Facebook page (Thanks, Flo) and had to share. It's another one of those things that just hit home. It reminded me of the ...
I've kept quiet through a lot of the ridiculous stuff that goes on out there in the media world lately. To be honest, I just don't have it in me anymore to ...