I just finished reading a very good Dallas Morning News article on the University of Dallas by Rod Dreher. I’m reluctant to post this link, however. Not because what Rod said isn’t true, but because it is all too true. I love the...
On Saturday Dom finally convinced me to sign up on Facebook. I’ve already got 28 friends. Lots of people from college I’ve lost touch with are in there. Even some high school acquaintances. Who knew? I can already see why it’s so...
I seem to be bent on hijacking blogging material from The Philosopher mom today. This quotation from my beloved T.S. Eliot is just too juicy to pass up: “You cannot expect continuity and coherence in literature and the arts, unless you have a...
I was an English major. I love literature in all it’s forms. I’m a huge fan of fiction and don’t need to be convinced. But it’s nice to see a well-articulated argument and The Philosopher mom says it beautifully, eloquently...
The pretty purple invitation’s been sitting on my desk, next to the computer, for weeks. Bella has picked it up a half dozen times and I’ve rescued it from various fates. It’s been buried, moved back to the top of the stack, used...
The other night we were visiting with Dom’s sister, Evy, and she pulled out some photos her husband took of her about eight years ago on a whale watch. The interesting thing is that I’m in the background of those pictures, leaning...
Isabella “cooks” in the sink from Domenico Bettinelli on Vimeo.
I loved this image from Pope Benedict’s homily at St Patrick’s Cathedral in NY: I would like to draw your attention to a few aspects of this beautiful structure which I think can serve as a starting point for a reflection on our...
A reader emailed to ask if I had any advice to give for consoling some friends of hers who had suffered a second miscarriage. I thought it was a good general question that I’ve not seen addressed anywhere and so thought I’d share my...
Today Jen ponders about art, wondering if she gets it. I think she does.: Art is the secret handshake of the children of God, the inside joke among those with souls. The spark that is ignited within us when we are touched by a work of art is a spark...