As a performing artist, there are few moments as surreal and electrifying in joy and terror as that moment before the curtain rises. Audience members have been alerted to exit signs, donors have been thanked, and the overture is coming to an end. You hover between reality and the narrative you are about to enter,Continue reading “Poet Pierced Through”
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March 14th
It’s been one year. One year ago today, I hugged, HUGGED, my friends from ballet goodbye as we said, “See you in two weeks.” My ankle had been hurting a lot, so I was slightly grateful to have the opportunity to rest for a couple weeks. Little did I know. I walked out of theContinue reading “March 14th”
Pensee on Home
The truth is that the further along I go in life, the less and less Indianapolis and the places I always called home will actually be just that. And yet, there will always be something uniquely sacred about those places we still call home, even when they begin to slip into an existence merely on a journal page or in a recess of the mind’s memory.
Whan that Aprille
The birds have begun to sing again. Last year, when we entered lockdown, I would wake up early to open my window so that I could hear them. No matter what darkness surrounded humanity then and no matter how uncertain life was, the birds still sang every morning. Their notes hearkened to the piercing realityContinue reading “Whan that Aprille”
His Will to Heal (And Not)
Moved with pity, he stretched out his hand, touched him, and said to him, “I do will it. Be made clean.” The leprosy left him immediately. – Mark 1:41-42 Over the past year, we’ve all been profoundly impacted by an illness that is contagious and isolating like leprosy. At some point in recent months, mostContinue reading “His Will to Heal (And Not)”
Your Lenten Playbook: 100 Ways to Holiness
It’s so strange to think back to Ash Wednesday of last year. I went to Mass in the morning with my family, hurried off to ballet, came home for school, sang at ANOTHER Mass with my Schola Cantorum, then hurried off for more ballet rehearsal, my forehead covered with burnt palms. Who knew that aContinue reading “Your Lenten Playbook: 100 Ways to Holiness”
My Friend, Aquinas
I wish that I loved St. Thomas Aquinas the way Dr. E does. My high school Great Books professor had us take a moment of silence after reading his poetry in our online class. The affection and profound gratitude she has for him was tangible in her voice coming over my computer’s speakers. As difficultContinue reading “My Friend, Aquinas”
Psalm 22: The Prayer of an Innocent at Planned Parenthood
Content Note: This post includes details of a D&E abortion procedure, which is the surgical abortion most commonly performed on a preborn baby between 13 and 24 weeks. It can be disturbing to read. My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why so far from my call for help, from my infant criesContinue reading “Psalm 22: The Prayer of an Innocent at Planned Parenthood”
Becoming Sarah Smith
“Come and see.” It’s a verse that captivates all who hear it. With only three words, the melody of this young rabbi’s voice cuts through the air and into the heart of Andrew. He responds by bringing not only himself, but his brother, the future Pope, to Jesus. The child hidden in every soul yearnsContinue reading “Becoming Sarah Smith”
“There are Much Worse Games”
Happy December 40th, 2020… I was planning to write a nice meditation for the Feast of the Baptism of the Lord. But then I turned on my phone on Wednesday afternoon and, like all other writers across the country, realized that those plans would need to change. Fortunately for me, everything that could be saidContinue reading ““There are Much Worse Games””
Living Full Throttle 