In a practice known as the ‘discipline’, Saint Dominic would whip himself to express repentance and ‘mortify’ his flesh. In ...

If dystopian fiction is supposed to act as a warning or a call to action, the genre should move to incorporating this ‘high ...

Grief and faith are paradoxically and intimately intertwined. Whether you turn towards a higher power within bereavement, or ...

I do not recall the exact reason why I first went to a meeting of Alcoholics Anonymous (AA). When I was at the bottom of the ...

I find all these disconnected wonders in life to be interlinked. Personally, I observe such beauties with a prayer whispered ...

The campus trees have changed into their autumn colours, burning red and orange — the university’s speckled sweater. Students ...

When you do not have a case for God, or against him, you find an untethered exploration in thinking about God anyway.

A reflection of the geographical loneliness experienced by immigrant parents who submit themselves to spiritual homelessness ...

I grappled with the fear of loss in every moment, in every promise made. Not only to break ups and fall outs, but to the ...

Kent’s arrival in Iceland is a complete disaster — the spectacular, life-changing kind that only redeems itself when you get ...

Put on the rose-colored glasses, just for a minute. Not to escape the world, but to see it in a slightly different light.

It’s 12:44am on a Wednesday night and I’m prying my eyes open to complete my part of my tragic group assignment.