We cowered by the massive wooden gate and gave it three heavy pounds. A smaller door opened, with two eyes gazing at us. After a brief moment, we were allowed in….Read More
When I was a kid, I hated school.
There were two kinds of kids: the ones who had this story of who they were going to be, and they would do it like champions (be it a doctor, an athlete, an artist) and then there was me. Clueless.
A work of grace and silence.Read More