paperlessworld wrote 2 months ago: To be! Or not to be? These were the High Holy Days, the Days of Awe, the time of the year when the d … more →
paperlessworld wrote 2 months ago: The Da Vinci Code. Living in the world with a comparative approach to life. It used to drive a mothe … more →
paperlessworld wrote 5 months ago: In those days of youth, I traveled to Duluth in June with my grandparents and was photographed with … more →
paperlessworld wrote 7 months ago: Piecing together fragments. Black Swans. Michelangelo’s Pieta. Our brains are wired through history, … more →
paperlessworld wrote 8 months ago: The most satisfactory meals of the week were generally eaten on the weekend. With family and friends … more →
paperlessworld wrote 8 months ago: ‘> “Pain tells us when there is a problem. It tells us when we should stop doing something. … more →
paperlessworld wrote 8 months ago: > March 20th: Dealing with long recessions. Dealing with a long winter. From one age to the next, … more →
paperlessworld wrote 9 months ago: The most difficult things as an artist was working on a project before it took shape. The framing of … more →
paperlessworld wrote 11 months ago: Bringing people together. Names. Politics. Religion. Whom you were related to: For the Irish, it s … more →
paperlessworld wrote 11 months ago: Most of the Catholic world, much less the remainder, is unaware of Mother Theresa’s every day grap … more →
paperlessworld wrote 12 months ago: What is spiritual direction? In any life? We all had a spiritual direction, though few talk abou … more →
paperlessworld wrote 1 year ago: Last night I went to sleep reading Company, a Jesuit magazine. In the current issue of Company, M … more →
paperlessworld wrote 1 year ago: “I don’t want you remembering my sins,” I told my friend who was a priest. And it struck me, that Go … more →
paperlessworld wrote 1 year ago: Rule number one in life, if you are good in your profession, people will seek you out. Until now whe … more →
paperlessworld wrote 1 year ago: It had been a morning of black bananas at my home when I entered St. Agnes. And I did not look reall … more →