The Long Shadow of Parents
If the breakfast nook is a chapel, then my parents are the stained-glass windows—coloured panes through which all light must…
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At the Breakfast Nook
The philosopher in me has always suspected that truth is not found in lecture halls or ivory towers but in…
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Living Toward Time
A Posture for Fulfilment Having wandered through the corridors of time—its mystery, its embodiment in flesh, its shifting textures of…
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Eternity in an Hour
Time, we are told, is inexorable. The clock ticks, the sun sets, the years accumulate in our joints and our…
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Living Narratively
One of the more curious features of being human is that we cannot help but tell stories. We do it…
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The Weight of the Past, the Pull of the Future
To be human is to live stretched between two horizons. Behind us lies the vast country of the past, filled…
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Time as Teacher
If one listens carefully, one begins to notice that time has its own pedagogy. It does not lecture, nor does…
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Chronos and Kairos
The Greeks, who were never short of words for things that matter, had at least two for time. The first,…
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The Body and the Clock
If one wishes to understand time, it is best not to begin with astronomy or physics, but with the mirror.…
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What is Time, Really?
It is a strange thing, time. We are born into it like fish into water, hardly noticing its presence until…