Why I write
A simple phrase is enough to shake one's inner life: "Why do I write?" A certainty takes shape, paradoxical and burning: writing is pointless...
Tag: intimacy
What is the purpose of tradition?
Tradition demands constant conversion. It's no easy task! Tradition requires a relentless effort. And even the most important...
The froth of lives
Can we still take refuge in our inner life, behave as rebels against this world that loves nothing but externality and its procession of emotions pushed to their limits...?.
The family's tasks
Why do we think it's easy to have a family? We think it's easy what is natural. Yet, the sense of what is natural has evaporated by forgetting its law. And so it is...
The gold digger
One day, his only desire, he fulfilled it effortlessly each day. He would get up and mentally count the time it took him to do it. He counted the time...
Social gathering at the Vatican
It's always a surprise to discover, like this morning, an interview with someone, whether well-known or not, but representative of our time, admitting that their encounter...
Sundays
Is it Sunday? It's Sunday! Savoring the dawning day as if speaking to no one in particular, enjoying a hearty breakfast, it's a day of celebration, let's not forget...
Prayer, every morning of the world.
What a marvel these senses are, all these visual, tactile, auditory, gustatory, or olfactory impressions return and form memory, where the...
Exile, migrants and the Holy Father (2)
Reflections on the Holy Father's various statements concerning migrants: The migrants arriving in Europe today are not all fleeing a catastrophic situation...
Exile, migrants and the Holy Father
Just listen to the captivating music of a few tangos, Carlos Gardel, of course, Astor Piazzolla too, and others, who thus sang of exile, of faraway places...
Letter to Pope Francis regarding the Mass
Preamble This letter to Pope Francis was initially written for La Voie Romaine 1 to bear witness to the beauty and efficacy of the traditional rite...
Benedict XVI in Paradise!
— Is it morning or evening? My breath would catch, then catch again. As if it were malfunctioning. It was failing me. My lungs were leaving me. I breathed...
Paradise Lost by Sébastien de Courtois
There is a nostalgia for a lost paradise. We all feel it, more or less; it connects us to Original Sin and the Fall. This affliction torments...
Prayer of the craftsman
12th-century monastic prayer: Teach me, Lord, to make good use of the time You give me for work… Teach me to combine haste and slowness….