The nature of time—and how we perceive it—often depends on the space we find ourselves in. Is it now? Is it then? Somewhere in between? A spark of light in a darkened room. The latent quiescence of a moment. That tingling sense that you’ve been here before…

We arrived in Agra two days ago–but as my son Max said: It might as well have been years before. The experience bent our perception of place and time. Arriving via rail at Agra Cantt, the ever-present red-shirted porters helped us with our bags and into the car, which

Fr. Bernie embodied the innate ability to combine joy with introspection in life, while acknowledging the challenges of our human journey. He was born in Ireland and became a Catholic priest. After being called to serve in the United States, he met Marcia, who embraced his unique gifts as a