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My love letter to the Church for bringing me to full flower as a woman and as a human being.
The whole wacky spectrum: Satanist priests, victim souls, reclusive artists, modern-day martyrs. Fifty Catholics who laid down their lives for their friends and have not yet been (any may never be) canonized.
Sin, redemption, and rehab. Addiction as spiritual thirst. My new Hampshire childhood, tormented adolescence,years as a falling-down, blackout drunk in Boston,and at last…the light…
My walk through the wilderness to Christ…or on how Beverly Hills lawyerdom drove me to the Church of the Blessed Sacrament in Hollywood–and to the writing life.
Middle-aged convert/seeker/pilgrim with checkered past, shaky present, and unknown future spends 2009 in Koreatown, Los Angeles, “walking” with cloistered French Carmelite nun who died of TB in 1897, at the age of 24, with no pain medication, crying “I love Him!”…
Need I say more?…
A memoir about my brush with mortality back in 2000, when I opted to go against medical advice…
HOLY DAYS AND GOSPEL REFLECTIONS: MY COLLECTED WRITINGS FROM MAGNIFICAT
Reflections on the woman at the well, the conversion of St. Paul, the Guardian Angels, the Holy Trinity, Our Lady of Guadalupe, and much, much more.
Essays on crisis, salvation, and the daily tragicomedy of the cross. With a foreword by the late, truly great Brian Doyle.
Some people are worried about not being rich enough. For a long time, I was worried about not being poor enough. Stories, jokes and tools to help.
“All prayer arises from incompetence. Otherwise there would be no need of it.”
–St. Thérèse of Lisieux
The discovery of a new dish does more for human happiness than the discovery of a new star.”
–Anthelme Brillat-Savarin, Physiologie du Gout, 1825
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