My first bite of madeleine, a yummy little shell-shaped pound cake/cookie, did not release a flood of remembrances, as it did Marcel Proust in his writing about the bakery treat in “In Search of Lost Time†(1913): “…my mother, seeing that I was cold, offered me some tea, a thing […]
“Curving back within myself, I create again and again.†—Bhagavad Gita [I]n recent years, I’ve pondered the word “faith†a lot. I think it’s a term most associated with religion, but beyond that, it is, I think, a firm, reliant belief that there is something beyond us, taking care of […]