We were staying with friends at an Airbnb in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania recently. It was a great weekend catching up with friends. We spent the weekend enjoying good food, deep conversations, board games, and time outside enjoying nature. …
Author: spirituallife
We Are Enough
We have final exams, papers, and projects. We have annual reports, assessments, and grading. We have so much to do, and it may all seem so urgent. Hopefully, we remember to breathe. Hopefully, we remember to have compassion for ourselves…
With Deep Grief and Sympathy
We have suffered a great loss and our university is reeling with grief. As was announced yesterday, Frank Csorba, an undergraduate alumnus in criminology and graduate student in the master of public health program, passed away. Frank entered this world…
The Power of Names
Last week Laura Anderson spoke to a crowded Sydnor Auditorium about religious trauma. For those of you unable to attend, Laura is a licensed psychotherapist and author of the recently published When Religion Hurts You. She describes religious trauma as…
The Special Spark Within
I have a recurring dream. My grandfather, Grandfather Wise, holds out his coffee-colored hand and takes me for a walk on the land I purchased some years ago. In this dream, we do not talk. I confess that I can…
Divine Presence
Last Thursday, I was on campus late. I had just finished attending a wonderful lecture by a visiting scholar, Dr. Sawyer Kemp, and I was walking from the Memorial Ballroom back to my car. The wind was blowing in the…
Unconditional Love: Our Deep Inner Being
I have learned so much about compassion and unconditional love from watching my mother, Penny. I have seen her care for countless family members as they have finished their earthly time. I have witnessed her forgive those who have deeply…
The Vastness of Cathedrals, the Smallness of Me
Last week, I climbed to the top of the Washington National Cathedral. I was unaware how tall the second tallest church building in the U.S. truly was until I was standing at the top of it. No one had warned…
Poet or Prophet?
He winded along the sidewalk, his boots instinctively hugging the edge of the circle sandwiched between Schewel and Snidow before his feet gave a hard turn, descending him ever closer to the university chapel, with Chaplain Nathan Albert excitingly keeping…
Peacebuilding Through Spirituality and the Arts
In my time as a Graduate Assistant at the Spiritual Life Center, there has been a lot to learn. Originally, I thought that it would be a daunting task to assist in supporting students who came from many different cultures,…
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