As you may or may not have noticed, I failed to post an Aleteia column the last couple of weeks.
I started writing for Aleteia, an online journal, on March 18 of this year. I'm made to write on the interior life and loved the challenge of a weekly post. Unfortunately, however, they've been unable to pay me as agreed. Thus, I've stepped down, or rather aside, until such time as they can.
Just when I'd finally learned to spell "Aleteia!"
That's all I'll say for the moment except that I find goodbyes of all sorts emotionally draining. Let's wish them well and stay tuned.
On other fronts, I'm looking forward to two fall trips to "The Heartland": one to Omaha, Nebraska for an October 25 Women's Day of Recollection, and another to Conception Abbey in Missouri to give a Day of Recollection for the seminarians (for more details, check out my Events Page).
I've also been noticing the days get shorter and look forward to my nocturnal winter forays through the streets of L.A. Have been somewhat obsessed as of late with telephone poles and wires which, tome, evoke The Crucifixion.
September 25 was the second anniversary of my mother's death. That and other things have left me feeling kind of sad and at loose ends and bereft. Also, major sleep disruption.
Well, join the human race!
And thank God for coffee.