The Brood: Kairos, Chronos, and Whoa, I Need Sleep

by Holly Mohr Today is an exhaustion day. It’s a day when I do what needs to be done with as much equanimity as I can muster, in part because that’s who I want to be, and in part because conflict takes hella energy, and man, today I just don’t have that to spare.  It’sContinue reading “The Brood: Kairos, Chronos, and Whoa, I Need Sleep”

The Brood: On Careers, Currency, and Catholic Guilt

In terms of career goals, in the words of Lloyd Dobler (imaginary boyfriend of all sensitive children born between 1976 and 1984), “I don’t want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career.  I don’t want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed.  You know, as a career, I don’t want to do that.”

The Brood: The Work of Being Peace

by Holly Mohr “Plenty of time! Plenty of time! No breaking your neck to get things done before the next thing happens,” Thomas Merton chides (encourages?) from the pages of A Book of Hours. I’m trying to get my courage up to believe him. Strangely, “courage” does seem to be the right word. There areContinue reading “The Brood: The Work of Being Peace”