The generosity of life I seek

Dorothy Day had in incredibly influential man in her life, challenging her to the work she carried among the poor. His life had a profound impact on her. His name was Peter Maurin. She would describe him in her book, The Long Loneliness, as one who sought the common good. He was grounded in hisContinue reading “The generosity of life I seek”

Why I am not an ideologue

I am working my way through The Long Loneliness, an autobiography of Dorothy Day. As she was beginning her work in journalism, it was 1917 in New York City. A massive time of upheaval. She was still not convinced of Christianity, but her work in journalism kept her from attending any meetings of Socialists, thoughContinue reading “Why I am not an ideologue”

EVERY generation deconstructs… and some even reconstruct

I am reading The Long Loneliness, an autobiography of Dorothy Day. It struck me how she went through her own “awakening” in the early 1900s in much the same way I did when I was in college. I reflect on that because “deconstruction” is the “buzz word” of our time… and it’s not really atContinue reading “EVERY generation deconstructs… and some even reconstruct”