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               “All bow down before wealth.  Wealth is that to which the multitude of men pay an instinctive homage.  They measure happiness by wealth; and by wealth they measure respectability…It is a homage resulting from a profound faith…that with wealth he may do all things.  Wealth is one idol of the day and notoriety a […]

        Night sets.  It’s been a good day, but I am glad to be home: to slow and still and rest and find a little quiet if not silence (traffic still runs; it carries in the air, and I listen to the scratch of my son with a lighter trying to get the flame […]

“Midway along the journey of our life I woke to find myself in a dark wood, for I had wandered off from the straight path… How I entered there I cannot say, I had become so sleepy at the moment when I first strayed, leaving the path of truth…” —Dante, The Divine Comedy: Inferno, Canto […]

               I burn a candle to the Immaculate Heart of Mary.  It is near to end and, morning hour and time of spirit passed, I leave it burning.  I don’t know how others are, but I feel helped in my spirit and prayer with the aid of certain saints, icons, prayers, and images on which […]

               There is a limit to my peopling.  There is a finite to its endurance.  When it is reached, I change.  There is a limit to an introvert’s extroversion.                 I need quiet and time alone.  My ability to balance depends on this.  It’s a reason I farm—to be alone, no one around, and work […]