In the Christian calendar, today is Holy Monday. According to the Gospels, Jesus was keeping a brisk pace: he cursed the fig tree, cleansed the temple, and went toe-to-toe with those questioning his authority. He was busy, focused, and clearly a man on a mission. For most of us, however, it’s just another Monday—perhaps with…
The Palm Sunday Mirror
Palm Sunday marks the threshold of Holy Week. Two thousand years ago, people went from singing Christ’s praises as he entered Jerusalem to crucifying him in less than a week. It is a staggering example of human fickleness—turning on someone with a speed we usually associate with modern social media “canceling,” yet they did it…
Lots Of Moving Parts
The world today seems to be a collection of a thousand moving parts, each spinning at its own frantic pace. Between the rhythmic thud of soccer balls, the bright excitement of prom, the quiet anticipation of college tours, and the steady labor of yard work, the modern family is a complex dance of coordination. It…
Chaos To Calm
The company that helped us move was named Chaos2Calm, and in the flurry of boxes and transitions, they were exactly what their name promised. But the name stayed with me long after the last box was unpacked. It resurfaced the other day during a walk, just as I reached a corner of the park where…
Without Moorings — Reflections on Place and Presence
I recently came across a review of Why Old Places Matter: How Historic Places Affect Our Identity and Well-Being by Thompson Mayes. My wife, Suzy, has always been a staunch believer in the preservation of historic buildings—the way a city’s soul is often etched into its oldest stone and timber—so I’ll likely get the book…