My Mother’s Card

May is Osteoporosis Month, whatever that means. It’s also, as most people in the USA know by now, Mother’s Day on the second Sunday of the month, when I phone my children to remind them that they have a loving mother without whom (plus chance, God, a father and...

If You Get Lost in Life

If you get lost in life, put your ear to the ground and listen to its pounding heart.                                     Old Sami saying   As I write this one cold and windy March, I find myself longing for April springtime, with the flowers blooming yellow,...

Praying for the Dark Side

In dark December, when everyone was harking to angels and the return of the Light, the Atlantic Monthly published a story about demonic possession. (http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/arcive/2018/23/catholic-exorcisms-on-the-rise/573943.) An acquaintance made sure I...

The Light You Emit

Not long ago a Canadian wrote me about a mysterious encounter he’d had with a homeless man, Helmut, who always carried in his shopping bags spiritual books, herbs, treats and notebooks, and you could imagine that many people thought this ragged man was probably a...

My father’s death: ghosts & goblins

Every October, with its falling leaves and brilliant colors, I’m reminded of my father’s death: October 30 the night before Halloween. My mother had died three years earlier, leaving our father, stroke-ridden, in our house.  What was curious, whenever I visited Daddy,...