The Brood: Individuals in Community?

by Holly Mohr Individualism gets a bad rap, though our entire society is organized around it. And I get it. In an increasingly isolated world, where those experiencing poverty are feared or forgotten, both by individuals and systems, our nation, our world, is a demonstrably frightening place. The day-to-day fallout of the pandemic brought basicContinue reading “The Brood: Individuals in Community?”

The Brood: The Catechesis of Jazz, Filet and Cabernet

by Holly Mohr “Oh! Praise the Lord!” I exclaim, instinctively throwing my head back and closing my eyes, savoring that first sip of my margarita on the patio of the new Mexican place, across the table from my friend. Her eyes twinkle a little as she laughs at me, in a good way. “That’s yourContinue reading “The Brood: The Catechesis of Jazz, Filet and Cabernet”

The Brood: My Body, My Self?

by Holly Mohr I hate talking about weight. I mean, really, really, in a big way. I did not want to write about this. But I think it’s time. Several (painful) conversations in the last week have pushed me to realize that I need to actually say something about this. During the pandemic shutdown, IContinue reading “The Brood: My Body, My Self?”

The Brood: Hoping Against Hope

by Holly Mohr For the past two or three weeks, I’ve found myself crying during yoga. Pretty much every time I go in my room, close the door, and let my guard down, I start to feel the things I’ve been putting off for the past year.             When I came home from burying myContinue reading “The Brood: Hoping Against Hope”

The Brood: Seasons, Choices and Schenley (An Anniversary)

by Holly Mohr Last Tuesday was our wedding anniversary. Our 14th, to be exact. Not a flashy number that calls for once-in-a-lifetime trips, maybe, but a significant occasion, nonetheless. But again, it was a Tuesday. We’re talking a work night; there are kids, dishes, frenetic schedules. But we decided to have a picnic to markContinue reading “The Brood: Seasons, Choices and Schenley (An Anniversary)”

The Brood: By Means the Church Does Not Allow

by Holly Mohr “Well,” the retired drama professor began, arms folded. “I’m a cradle Catholic. I look for a parish that can tolerate someone like me and one that I can tolerate.” He considered for a beat, then added, “I don’t know any cradle Catholics. All the cradle Catholics I know are either indifferent orContinue reading “The Brood: By Means the Church Does Not Allow”

The Brood: Yes, I Dare to Celebrate

by Holly Mohr Today is my birthday. I love birthdays. Whatever else has to happen on the day, something internally tells me it’s a Feast Day, a day of celebration and special joy. So far, I’m enjoying the sense of getting older. While I’m trying to mentally prepare myself for the fact that my attitudeContinue reading “The Brood: Yes, I Dare to Celebrate”

The Brood: When God is Easy-Breezier than My Personality (Father’s Day Edition)

by Holly Mohr The Saturday morning Scripture reading in my Give Us This Day was a passage I had never seen before. “Do not give in to sadness, or torment yourself deliberately.” (Sirach 30:21) I almost burst out laughing. My first thought was equal parts caught and suspicious: “How do you know I do that?”Continue reading “The Brood: When God is Easy-Breezier than My Personality (Father’s Day Edition)”

The Brood: Thy Will Be Done

by Holly Mohr “A lot of the time, we try to get God to bless our will, rather than seeking God’s will,” the priest said. It was a line in a good homily, a homily that was well-considered, authentic, even funny at times. But that phrase: our will, RATHER than God’s will. Let’s file itContinue reading “The Brood: Thy Will Be Done”

The Brood: Performance Art

by Holly Mohr Mass is hard with kids, right? Everyone knows that. Plenty has been written about how difficult it is to get kids to church (lost shoes, explosive diapers just as you’re walking out the door, existential crises and misplaced prayer books), how challenging it is to get them to “behave” during it, etc.Continue reading “The Brood: Performance Art”