Home when you have none (OR The place you can rest)
When I was 18 months old, our little family of three flew back to Nigeria after a few weeks in England. Flights were overbooked, we were bumped and rerouted, and…
The surprising question for a deepening spiritual life
I’m flipping through a book I was sent, and I'm only a few pages in when Phileena Heurertz's words stop me: “According to Father Thomas Keating—a Cistercian monk—at the time…
Settling into smallness
I stand awkwardly in the large open space shared by the physiotherapy reception and exercise areas. I’ve shed my sneakers and jeans in the examining room and now I stand…