How the warm rays of hope and healing enter the dark inner chamber of leaden loneliness through the unexpected cracks of kindness. “Sometimes one has simply to endure a period of depression for what it may hold of illumination if one can live through it, attentive to what it exposes or demands,” the poet May…
“There is no love of life without despair of life,” Albert Camus wrote between two world wars. There are many species of despair — the private despair of ill health and heartbreak, the public despair we call politics, the existential despair of bearing our transience and our utter insignificance to the life of the cosmos….
Note: This is a sponsored post in partnership with Inspired Closets. All reviews and opinions expressed in this post are based on my personal view. For years, I’ve been fascinated by a simple but powerful truth: for most of us, outer order contributes to inner calm. More than it should. After all, in the context…
While I consider myself something of a movie buff, I was out-buffed by one of my old colleagues. This is a good thing—I enjoy the opportunity to hear about movies from someone who knows more than I. Some years ago we talked about science-fiction classics and movies based on them. Not surprisingly, the discussion turned…
“Make your interests gradually wider and more impersonal, until bit by bit the walls of the ego recede, and your life becomes increasingly merged in the universal life.” “If you can fall in love again and again,” Henry Miller wrote as he contemplated the measure of a life well lived on the precipice of turning…
